Sacred Stones Of Time And Space
The path my mind traversed this day
Was guided by thy holy light
And midst the sterling starry night
With wings of love in solemn flight
I discovered there before my sight
The stones of time's most sacred way.
I bowed to read the holy script,
but it was written by a foreign hand,
My fingers trace the letters, and
they disappear into the sand...
What riddle this? What cruel brigand
Would Wisdom make a secret kept.
The holy script now in the sands
The message was set free
Our search for truth is in Gods hands
And we shall find the key
Not in space but the realm of time
Else man may never see
The Love of God is ours to claim
There is no mystery.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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