Joyce Faure Poet Dramatic Verse

Kings Request Mysteries Readsdaily

Though I
        speak with the tongue
          of men and of angels
            and have not charity
            I am become
 as sounding brass 
or a tinkling cymbal 
And though I
       have the gift of prophecy 
 and understand all mysteries 
and all knowledge
 and though I
 have faith so that I
           could remove mountains
And have not Charity
I Am Nothing

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