Answers
Answers sought
to the why
and the how,
Meeting naught but
mystery’s silent dark
in answer,
The breathed
"because"
of what God be
done and made
from a begin
to a never-end.
‘Tis said only faith
responds
Surrenders ignorance
finding all within
a water drop.
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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