Boats that seem to melt or sink
disappear beyond the vast
horizon. Onward they sail.
—Yonder to and fro they go!
To the eyes it ceases; Gone!
Yet, where? We must confess they
Are still there, somewhere we know!
Is truly Faith surpassing!
The eclipse —horizon as
hidden mysteriously!
Looking back through time we go!
Remember Dear Saint Paul was
Blinded by God in order
To see. Mystical is God
Indeed our Faith surpassing!
I agree, the horizon is truly mystical, until we understand. Very nice.
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An interesting look at how faith works and for some the mystical blinding.
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We should never get tired of reading poems of the mystical, so interesting! God speaks to us, together we can learn what He wants us to know.
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I think that it’s always intriguing to see beyond the horizon.
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There is certainly much to imagine giving food for unending poetry.
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