The dots of life when, but connected
Brings into focus such shapes to see
Which ever way but by them so directed
Until to a star, so but set, infinitively
The dots of life when properly connected
Comes worthwhile vision, more than to see
But to God; In His principles become erected
Only then can be termed but triumphantly
1 comment:
Hey Deodat, Nice Poems. Good to see you again. Rohan.
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