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Man laying in grass 
Wearing the skins of wild beasts 
With acorns in hand 
A spear of stone next to him 
He laughed to himself 
His children safe in a grove 
With his eyes open 
He gazed at gems in the sky 
On huge rings unseen 
And wonder sung her sweet song
He then saw the gems 
Their shape, size and arrangement 
He saw animals 
And men dancing without cease 
“Who gave birth to you?” 
He saw the silver mirror  
Shining in the void 
And saw his face motionless 
“Who even are you?” 
As he was dazzled by them 
A gold disc arose 
Disposing of the darkness 
The man then with sight 
Saw himself with his body 
“Who am I in truth?” 
He cried for the pearl within
That came from above
Above gold, silver and gems
So he talked with friends
And curious family  
To share this found fruit 
Sharing it from age to age 
Father to daughter 
And mother to starving sons 
With this meal of fruit 
Angels grew out of their mouths 
Who gave seeds of truth 
Most said all came by grand thoughts 
Some said by just chance 
Few said that all came from love 
Two in ten thousand 
Said all came from a mistake 
Through these many thoughts 
All yearned for the very first 
They cried through their eyes 
For something beyond their sight 
To escape darkness 
Though darkness caused their wonder 
Out of this darkness 
Came the study of wisdom 
Two lovers came forth 
Both the scholar of wisdom 
And painter of words 
Were dazzled with bright wonder 
Through wonder and peace 
The scholar thought through wisdom 
Talking through to her 
To hold her beneath the stars 
The painter instead 
Made his art with this wonder 
To paint his dear love 
They pursued their precious love 
For wisdom herself 
Not to be hailed as the stars
Nor for shining wealth
Nor even to keep breathing 
Few like the poet 
And thinker Bardesanes
Saw wisdom herself 
And much like wisdom herself 
Due to lost wonder 
They yearned to see the beyond 
Beyond every star 
But as wisdom fell from light 
And came to darkness 
Because of her blind wonder 
The men with wonder 
Strove to dispose of darkness 
And return to light 
Where the garden shines above 
Above gems and gold
Where the first family laughs
In groves and meadows
Where Christ, the white lamb, frolics
In the grass with the first man
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