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Friday, March 28, 2008


Names scrawled across ivory pages,
black covers marking the coming of the ages,
silver eyes now peering across universes,
and still ignored are the verses.

Today to the bottom of the the deep blue,
flashes of life to our eyes new,
cobwebs of forest blown away,
reveals history of gold and bronze where it lay.

Skeptics in red still one book they toss aside,
purposes and design in holy light or a 'fun' ride,
sweet orange falls, blue and white winters
this from 'chance' matter in green waters?

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