Innumerable
His voice thrunders,
His sneeze flashes light,
His eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn,
His fire is lightning!
His limits are higher than the heavens and,
Deeper than the graves;
He is beyond comprehension,
His age is innumerable,
He is beyond our understanding,
His thunder anounces His coming,
But can we understand how He spread out the clouds?
And no man can look directly at the sun!
He does great things that we cannot comprehend,
His breath gives the ice and the broad waters are frozen at once!
But stop and consider the wondrous works of the Almighty! !
For everythin under the heaven belongs to Him.
He stirs up the sea like a pot of an ointment,
And the works of His fingers framed the sun, the moon, the stars and,
All that is in the universe!
His eyes see all things,
And He tests all mankind! !
For he is righteous and He loves righteousness;
And in His honour is life forever.
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Bible Stories: Job (chapter XXXVII)
The angry voice of God rumbles
From forth His mouth: my heart trembles;
In thunderous voice, the voice of God,
With lightning strikes the earth like rod.
God’s works are greater than man thinks;
His wonders happen as He winks;
Man cannot understand God’s mind;
The snow and rain are what men find.
And when the rain is torrential,
Indoors are men- what potential!
And beasts hurry to find refuge,
Under the huge trees from deluge.
God brings the tempest and the cold,
And frost that threatens, young and old;
And hail from clouds can scare the strong;
’Tis God who changes earthen song!
All things must happen as He plans;
All creatures to His tunes must dance;
Mercy or punishment is His;
The righteous always finds His bliss!
So, hearken Job and see His works;
The earth responds by giving jerks;
He huddles clouds to places far,
And ushers peace on men at war.
The skies get spread like mirror fast;
Who can ever find out His past?
He knows things what happen on earth,
And schedules each one’s time of birth.
The splendor of His unseen light,
Can’t reach men’s eyes when clouds are tight;
No man has ever seen Him- God;
Even the wisest can’t- how odd!
He is the Almighty, One Lord,
His awesome majesty hasn’t word!
poem by John Celes
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Psalm 33 part 1
Works of creation and providence.
Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord,
This work belongs to you;
Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy, just, and true!
His mercy and his righteousness
Let heav'n and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.
His wisdom and almighty word
The heav'nly arches spread,
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.
He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep).
Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before him stand
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.
He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands through every age,
And in full glory shines.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Caught in time
There are great images and events
that for ever
are caught in my thoughts,
like pure mathematics,
where things doesn’t continue
and are frozen
while the clockwork stops striking.
The Eagle that tries to catch
a fish out of the water
of which the feathers
with the dive
rise up,
that hangs frozen
above the waves
before its claws
can ever break the waves.
The sun that stretches out
its first feelers over the horizon
and hillocks,
as if the bright day
never is going to brake.
‘a Golden full moon
that rules big and bright
over the night,
where it sits
halfway into the sky
as if it’s never
going to move further.
a Rainbow that brightly
touches the earth after the rain,
as if a painter
placed it perfectly
in a beautiful painting.
Lightning bolts that branch white-blue
in the night sky
and resound in the heaven,
as if they are never
going to strike the ground.
Rain that on a cloudless day
fall out of a blue sky,
while no thunder rumbles
anywhere near.
Maybe I can look at precious moments
that still stays with me,
and made a difference to my life.
The knowledge that a Almighty God
really exists
whose hand is stretched over my works
and just where I go,
I can see His influence
in everything around me.
The first time that I saw my darling
and the image that remains with me
of glowing golden eyes
and red-brown hair,
through which the sun shines
and my heart that felt
as if it wanted to stop in my chest.
The first nice kiss
that I got from her
and the fragrance of her perfume,
that forever
stays with me in my thoughts.
My child that gives the first cry,
as if there will be no other cries
that really matters.
The super hero
that I am in my children’s eyes,
as if no other man
can ever be better.
My dog that waits
day after day at the gate
and hops up and down from gladness
and barks and cries,
as if after a thousand years
I am returning home
and as if it has
no comprehension of time.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Cleansing Waters
the sky was a light and dark gray
i knew the rain was on the way.
i longed to feel GODS cleansing water
upon my head.
thunder and lightning i did not dread.
the rains started off very slow
the pitter patter of the drops
set my heart aglow.
for water is the essence of life
and the way it is used
it will not suffice.
i looked up to the skies
and i thanked GOD above
for every dropp of his love.
this love spread throughout this land
giving everything that lived
a helping hand.
the thunder is his voice screaming
out to all mankind.
to stop this devastation
of all his creations.
the lightning is his fingers
pointing to all that he sees wrong
and destroying what doesn't belong.
and through my eyes i see
all that has been created.
my eyes are full, my heart elated.
i see joy, happiness, gladness, sadness
poverty, hunger, war and hate
but above all this
i see love and faith.
faith can move mountains or so they say
i see this faith every day.
people who are terminally ill
a reprieve from GOD
and are here still.
as the waters cleanse the earth
we are cleansed at our birth
and at our baptisim
we let the cleansing waters begin
to finish wiping away our sins.
poem by Louis Rams
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Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXVI)
Job Spoke Again And Said:
How do you help the weak from harm?
How do you strengthen weak an arm?
How counsel you as if unwise?
How profusely do you advice?
In terror writhe the shades beneath,
And so do people and waters;
His thunder-like rebuke stuns them;
In ways untold, all He batters.
Stark-naked lies the nether world;
Uncovered stays Abaddon old;
The north is stretched in empty space;
The earth hangs without any base!
He binds the waters within clouds,
And yet, their weight can’t rent their shrouds;
He spreads the clouds to veil the moon
That’s full and bright, yet, covered soon;
Darkness and light can’t mix in deep;
His voice quakes Heaven’s pillars steep;
He stirs the sea by His power,
And crushes Rahab like flower.
Scatters waters, His angry breath
Hurls lightning on them ’neath!
His anger is so relentless;
He holds the dragon in harness.
These are but samples of His ways;
How faintly man hears what He says!
With whose help utter you such word?
Does not your breath come from the Lord?
(5-7-2007)
poem by John Celes
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Thunderbird Spirit Flight
so often repeating
same patterns
ingrained behaviour
behaviour man tribe choice
touch me not
thoughts thunder
I breathe not
thunder lightning storms
wake all senses rebirth mind
in storms elemental life
I breathe sound whips
see light rays ionize retina
storms infuse life pores
flight wings beat
thunder claps in day night sky
mouth eyes open
close mouth
creation words
cause lightbolts
witness universe
echo creation dance
boy sky eyes sees
speaks backwards writes
signs ritual wind stirs clouds script
light bred shades sky signs
eagle eyes hurricane flashes
flies thunderbird dimensions sight
darting vision sight wisdom's
intelligent powerful wrathful
worm greed tribe man breeds material
earth rape stirs thunderbird
anger in sacred mountains vast
Great Spirit sends thunderbird spirit
messages to spirit who listens
listen child tree of life
holds nest creation within
life branches sundance
while sun still shines
raise arms reach hands
embrace life visions
poem by Terence George Craddock
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God Is The Light
God is the Light
How great the wonders of the heavens
And the timeless beauty of the night
How great then how great the Creator?
And its stars like priceless jewels
Far beyond the reach of kings
Bow down for the shepherd guiding him home.
But how many eyes are closed
To the wonder of this night?
Like pearls, hidden, deep beneath a dark
Stream of desires.
But like dreams vanish with the call to prayer
And the dawn extinguishes night here too are signs.
God is the Light - God is the Light
How great the beauty of the Earth and the creatures
Who dwell on her.
How great then how great the Creator?
As it's mountains pierce the clouds
High about the lives of men
Weeping rivers for thousands of years.
But how many hearts are closed
To the wonders of this sight?
Like birds on a cage, asleep with closed wings
But as work stops with the call to prayer
And the birds recite here too are signs
God is the Light God is the Light
How great the works of man and the things he makes
How great then how great the Creator?
Though he strives to reach the heavens
He can barely survive
The wars of the world he lives in.
Yet, how many times he's tried,
Himself to immortalise?
Like his parents before him in the Garden of Eden
But like the sun sets with the call to prayer
And surrenders to the night here too are signs
God is the Light Everlasting
God is the Light Everlasting
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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In the beginning
In the beginning
God looked at the dark void
and His voice structured
the universe and the sun, moon,
stars and the earth appeared.
There was no more void
and the breath from God
went out as His voice
that cleft the waters
and the deep
and there was no more continual darkness
and light broke
the everlasting night
and the waters parted
and sky and land appeared.
God created plants and vegetation
and animals and all
living things,
but with His hands
God formed man
and his mate
and build them in His image
and gave some
of His own breath
to them
to make them living.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Your Works
A city which is set on a hill cannot be hidden,
So i saw you from afar before i came to you;
Because you do have what keeps my heart going.
Let your light shine among the people around so that,
They may see your righteous works and thank the Father in heaven!
And like ten thousand rivers of oil.
Deep in the depth of love,
The light is darkened by the clouds of your muse;
And like when the summer fruits gathers,
Because your works are seen all over!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Experiences with God
I
You make all things new
I realized when I watched the Southern Cross tonight,
that like always holds something magical for me,
maybe I was so carried off in the daily dispute
of my own grey existence that I absolutely
did not notice that You, hold fold Your hand over us,
that Your beacons burn bright and are never growing faint.
Even if situations is how acute
and Moscow, Rome, Washington and Pretoria
are all places where Your light is falling upon
where people are created in Your image,
where people rejoice, are jubilant, cry and complain,
and with innumerable people
You are present as the almighty God.
II
You are present as the almighty God,
but nobody else was on my side
when I realised my destruction,
nobody was near to me,
everyone was as a stranger not dear to me
and when I went out in the new morning
you were a man, a woman or a child
until I stood before the heavenly Father
and not blinded anymore
I saw the pain, heartache and loneliness of other people,
when I saw that everyone is God’s child,
that everyone have to be brothers of each other
and then I myself became insignificant in my own eyes,
moved by the almighty God.
III
Moved by the almighty God
where water run like rivers
overwhelming to my mind,
the clouds again opened
with a rainbows catching the eye,
even when thunder is bashing down continually,
coming from the darkest clouds
God’s promises keeps standing.
On a planet were things are stripped unto the core,
are breaking down and decaying by own actions,
man brought the darkness upon himself,
in rebellion against the God of the universe
and at times I stand shivering
when I want to live without Your light.
IV
When I want to live without Your light,
when it does not penetrate to the depths of my soul
as if my existence is just circling out aimlessly
and between it all I somewhere loose my balance
with the outcome almost to eternity staying far off,
when I cannot jump off the highest cliffs,
I hear the wind howling monotonous in my ears,
it is if I want to yield before the onslaught
but my life is anchored like a fortress on You as the rock;
it is as if this separation do not penetrate to You,
I see waves breaking, thunder striking out in blue tongues,
with waves continually colliding with me
and to eternity I stay before You as just another single individual;
when the bad weather in the afternoons stirs up.
V
When the bad weather in the afternoons stirs up,
with mornings being cobalt blue,
then I know how much I miss you
and when thunder breaks forth in the late afternoon
it’s like the hand of God that He is protruding,
I become aware of His presence,
as if I can touch Him
and thus being able to ask the wishes of my heart
and just before the rain bashes down pattering
I want to know how long it is still going to be
before I am going to see you again
and mightily His answer comes in numerous lightning bolts
that crackles down in with blue-white fire
while He is asking me to trust while I behold His work.
VI
While He is asking me to trust while I behold His work,
when with humility I bring my hands together,
holding you with love against me
and we want to press upon Him in the infinity,
in suffering and pain everything passes with speed,
but He remains in our thoughts with the world in the circle of His fingers
as if we are like a fortress, against that which rages against us
with you, my darling in my embrace
there’s a small universe suddenly forming
coming to reality between two separate people
as if passion, knowledge and ingenuity
with love binds lives, against all that is assaulting
and there a flower rises perfectly out of the naught,
where together we can venture into the infinity.
VII
Where together we can venture into the infinity
with the greatest master of mathematics and science
who is astounding us the whole time with his omnipotence
and there are images that His thoughts form and realize,
divide into rivers, lakes and oceans
with planets spreading like a skeletons, open and uncovered
while He only is giving commands
water masses recede, are pushed away
with continent upon continent appearing,
with a sun hanging in the sky
and He spreads His hands
and suddenly countless animals appear,
Your love, stays unending and without any substitute,
You make all things new.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Thunderforce
Thunder- thunderforce
Thunder- thunderforce
In a lonely night- stars are shining bright
My soul is wandering- striking the universe
I am flying to a light- to a point of no return
In the name of a master- some spirit picks me up
Oh- I feel the heat
Getting attacked- Im fighting back
Oh- is this the light- the light of glory
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Getting closer- you will see- the master- thats yourself, oh yeah
Oh- I feel the heat
Getting attacked- Im fighting back
Oh- is this the light- the light of glory
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- striking the universe
Thunder- thunderforce- getting attacked- Im fighting back
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- dancing on fire- dancing in hell
Thunderforce
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Psalm 08
Aug. 14. 1653.
O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth?
So as above the Heavens thy praise to set
Out of the tender mouths of latest bearth,
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou
Hast founded strength because of all thy foes
To stint th'enemy, and slack th'avengers brow
That bends his rage thy providence to oppose.
When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers art,
The Moon and Starrs which thou so bright hast set,
In the pure firmament, then saith my heart,
O What is man that thou remembrest yet,
And think'st upon him; or of man begot
That him thou visit'st and of him art found;
Scarce to be less then Gods, thou mad'st his lot,
With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd.
O're the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord,
Thou hast put all under his lordly feet,
All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word,
All beasts that in the field or forrest meet.
Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet
Sea-paths in shoals do slide. And know no dearth.
O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great
And glorious is thy name through all the earth.
poem by John Milton
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Untitled 27
to understand how this world works
where the stars are kept
how this earth intervenes on the affairs
of the sun and the moon
why the frog sings when it rains
why the geese are noisy on their
v-shaped migration,
to me, is plain, crazy,
we are here not to understand at all
we are given gifts to accept
we are here to wonder and appreciate
why worry? enjoy what you see
taste what's so beautiful and delicious on the platter
on the table
we indulge in conversation
we toast a drink to this beautiful universe
we are amazed by the stars
and the heavens
we are caressed by the sun and the moon
what more do we have to argue about?
such a waste of such a short time span
i like to spend it some more bathing in the pond
with the swans.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Revolution
Revelation reveals the truth - revelation.
(revolution, revolution, revolution - oooo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(revolution - oooo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
It takes a revolution (revolution) to make a solution;
(doo-doo-doo-doo)
Too much confusion (aaa-aaah), so much frustration, eh!
I dont wanna live in the park (live in the park);
Cant trust no shadows after dark (shadows after dark), yeah-eh!
So, my friend, I wish that you could see,
Like a bird in the tree, the prisoners must be free, yeah! (free)
Never make a politician (aaa-aaah) grant you a favour;
(doo-doo-doo-doo)
They will always want (aaa-aaah) to control you forever, eh!
(forever, forever)
So if a fire make it burn (make it burn, make it burn)
And if a blood make ya run (make ya run, run, run),
Rasta de pon top (aaa-aaah), cant you see? (doo-doo-doo-doo)
So you cant predict the flop. eh-eh! (doo-doo-doo-doo)
We got lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder),
Brimstone (brimstone) and fire - fire (fire, fire);
Lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder),
Brr-brimstone (brimstone) and fire - fiyah - fire - fiyah!
(fire, fire)
Kill, cramp and paralyze all weak at conception;
(aaa-aaah, doo-doo-doo-doo)
Wipe them out of creation (creation), yeah-eah! (creation)
Wa-jah, jah, jah! wa-jah, jah, jah! (creation)
Wa-jah, jah, jah! (creation)
Oh! let ies is ies (ies), in ies is black (ies),
In ies is red (ies), in ies is dread.
Let righteousness cover the earth
Like the water (aaa-aaah) cover the sea, yeah! yeah!
Lightning (lightning), doo-doo-doo (thunder),
Doo-doo-doo (brimstone), doo-doo-doo (fire, fire);
A lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder),
Brimstone (brimstone) and fire.
song performed by by Bob Marley
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In The Image Of God
Thunder deep within me roars.
Sometimes charged,
From a brain electrified.
To nourish within this Universe.
And tears to cleanse from my eyes,
Do drop.
To expose Sunlight...
Coming to remove clouds,
Experienced within my despondent heart.
Equipped to feel,
An array of emotions witnessed.
Radiant some days I gleam.
But like the shifting of seasons...
Those moods do appear.
Some with fears yet most are not!
I am in the image of God!
This I know.
Since God himself...
Said this was so.
And I know this to be true.
Since this Earth, the Sun,
Moon and Stars...
Also reflect a part of who we are too!
And if God should choose to stop their existence...
We,
Well...
There would not be a WE!
To amuse God with our mischief!
And I have not been given that power,
To debate with God.
Or try to isolate my fate,
In my demands to God...
For a more perfect creation!
I accept 'this' My Father!
And will continue to express my gratitude!
My Father is much too much,
For me to make attempts...
To comprehend!
I just want to keep My Father pleased.
That's it!
Those who are self righteous...
They're on their own 'trip'!
Speaking in tongues.
And those hypocrites quoting scriptures.
'And 'you'?
You are here to do what?
Pass judgements? '
Oh no!
No no no...Father.
I was just...
Sharing an opinion!
'And I thought you came to Me,
To have prayer? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God Amply Blesses Righteous Souls
At last, some things do happen much sought for,
in strange a manner, and in God’s own time;
The world is taken aback by such feats –
those happen by mere trust in Almighty!
God blesses righteous souls in mighty ways!
Our prayers can bring forth miracles quite fast;
God does not forsake nor abandon souls;
His love for righteousness is too steadfast.
The world looks down upon all righteous souls;
Yet, truth triumphs always ultimately;
Our foes and friends cannot believe their eyes;
God showers blessings on His beloved souls.
The righteous win against such heavy odds;
When God does things, He does them perfectly;
Our earthly tries end up in vanity,
But God gives upright souls some thumping wins.
Let worry not engulf one’s heart and mind;
Keep purity of soul foremost in life;
Sin shouldn’t decrease the bond of man with God;
God does great things if one truly deserves!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-11-2008
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The mystery of Godliness
God is not confined to a single place
or restricted to any time or space.
The Almighty God is forever there
Omnipresent, He is everywhere.
Before the beginning our God we see
and after the end of time He will be.
Far deeper than any depth that we can go
higher than the heights mankind can know.
Our God is so distinctive and diverse
beyond the reaches of the great universe
and yet He confined Himself to a span
and lived amongst us as a mortal man.
written after reading 1 Timothy 3: 16
The Providence of God
Don’t dismiss the providence of God, as He leads with staff and rod,
For those things we can’t comprehend, will work out for us in the end,
Everything works out for our good, as God does what only He could,
In the life of those who believe, blessings from God, they will receive.
Believers don’t sit back and guess, will our Lord God curse or bless?
As Christ takes care of His own, from His Mighty Everlasting Throne,
Or live our lives in fear and dread, for we can rely on The Lord ahead,
Who works out all things in His time, in harmony with His pure design.
Even in those trials that we receive, it may not be just as we perceive,
As The Lord may be attending to, deeper things through me and you,
Things that we need not understand, as God moves His Mighty Hand,
Through those who come to Christ, as our lives, to God, we sacrifice.
God has done what He purposed, and only in Him will we be blessed,
When uncertain times do come, God is where our peace comes from,
Through all the trials that we face, The Lord grants us Amazing Grace,
Placing within our heart a peace, that through all trials does not cease.
God has a Plan that won’t change, and for all eternity what will remain,
Is a New Heaven and New Earth, His places for all those of New Birth,
By The Lord’s Eternal Providence, to be with Christ the Eternal Prince,
Leaving our all trials in the past, to enter a peace that will eternally last.
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Psalm XXXIII: Rejoice, Ye Righteous
Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord,
This work belongs to you;
Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy, just, and true.
His mercy and his righteousness
Let heav'n and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.
His wisdom and almighty word
The heav'nly arches spread,
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.
He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know
And their own station keep.
Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before him stand;
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.
He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands through ev'ry age,
And in full glory shines.
Blessed is the nation where the Lord
Hath fixed his gracious throne,
Where he reveals his heav'nly word,
And calls their tribes his own.
His eye with infinite survey
Does the whole world behold;
He formed us all of equal clay,
And knows our feeble mould.
Kings are not rescued by the force
Of armies from the grave;
Nor speed nor courage of a horse
Can the bold rider save.
Vain is the strength of beasts or men,
To hope for safety thence;
But holy souls from God obtain
A strong and sure defense.
God is their fear, and God their trust;
When plagues or famine spread,
His watchful eye secures the just
Among ten thousand dead.
Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And bless us from thy throne;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trust thy grace alone.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Immortal Sails
Now, in a breath, we’ll burst those gates of gold,
And ransack heaven before our moment fails.
Now, in a breath, before we, too, grow old,
We’ll mount and sing and spread immortal sails.
It is not time that makes eternity.
Love and an hour may quite out-span the years,
And give us more to hear and more to see
Than life can wash away with all its tears.
Dear, when we part, at last, that sunset sky
Shall not be touched with deeper hues than this;
But we shall ride the lightning ere we die
And seize our brief infinitude of bliss,
With time to spare for all that heaven can tell,
While eyes meet eyes, and look their last farewell.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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