William Kelii Kekaula Poet Rhyme

So Spake Simple Simon

We look past shadows, seek the spark,
A quiet beacon in the dark.
Our hands are soft, our spirits clear,
To hold the lonely, calm the fear.
We do not judge the fleeting clay,
Or how the mortal seasons stray;
We are the mirrors, pure and bright,
That catches and casts the Maker’s light.
It is the path our souls embrace:
To walk with gentle, boundless grace.
Beyond the form, the truth is shown—
In boundless love, we make Him known.

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