Affairs Meant To Be
An inkling came to me,
as I mused nature’s law,
of affairs meant to be.
It was His face I saw
in every living thing
as I mused nature’s law.
A never ending string
of divine sight and sound
in every living thing.
Mortal senses did abound
emerging from inklings
of divine sight and sound.
Ethereal twinklings
of life everlasting
emerging from inklings.
Nature’s tone forecasting,
an inkling came to me
of life everlasting,
of affairs meant to be.
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