Lest I Concede The Way Prepared For MeA Poem by Onoma
My prayer's completed by bounty of Light.
I've no capacity to forego the eternal-- who am I? As all of me I give in response, and all of me trembles at the illusory border to define such. It is this life given me whose illusory border trembles, I musn't suffer that border lest I concede The Way prepared for me. My prayer's completed by bounty of Light. I've no capacity to forego the eternal-- I Am, the Who will take care of itself. Konstantinos Mark
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