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Verse by Dr. Abe V. Rotor
“To see the world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven a wild flower;
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.”
- William Blake, Auguries of Innocence
I know not where this kingdom lies,
Or the boundaries of eternity;
For true faith is blind and never dies,
In our yearning for love and piety.
Go for the stars, though beyond your reach;
Imagination, its string in our hand;
Yet creation is at your fingertips,
But to write on the sand.
Omnipotent one Breath that be,
From clay to flesh to humanity;
Like breeze passing tree after tree
Sowing the seed of divinity. ~
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