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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

This Veil Of Gloom

A brutish man knoweth not;
Neither does a fool understand:
The world of man,
Lays soundly entangled,
In the barren folds
Of a dark undulating veil,
Thick as the morning fog;
Hovering ....... unregarded,
Below the horizon of Light.
This veil of gloom,
And imparted obscuration;
Is swathed round about,
Holding him in the darkness,
That he may not see;
And entangling his feet,
That he might stumble and fall,
As one without a Lamp,
In the sullen, shifting shadows,
Of his grim and bleeding land.
For the only Light,
Is the will of God;
And he who is of the night;
Will have the Light taken from him;
That he, when the darkness
Is made perfect and complete;
May know only darkness:
Being totally without the Light.

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