Eight
the beatitudes dwell amongst the meek
I am the number of justice and fullness
if I am divided I am still equal
strong and pure I have proven longevity
I am poor in spirit, so that I might gain
divided twice I am still strength an cannot be changed
I am pure
I am merciful
I am of the infinite
and I rest within persecution
I am Eight
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010
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