Wednesday, January 27, 2010

An Ode to Unthahorsten

This, our vision, our very land
O, if only man could see
How very little he understands
and O how grand is He

The naked eye, limited by sight
A mere dance around eternity
The mere glimpse offered by the night
An ultimate, boundless boundary

That Grand Masterpiece, Creation
The never-ending Symphony
For all of man’s jubilation
For all his deserved agony

A droplet in the cosmic ocean
Forever seeking Zion

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