Trivium of Thoughts
The tuning of a pure language first needs pure thoughts when waltzing toward perfection three roads converge like three certainties leading to the path of knowledge to the expression of wisdom ~- Musing on speech like singing is to a body of music complementing the other the strong the weak anticipating the captivating rhythm still tempo starts with the first beat - ~ A composition without God the wording would be like chaos resounding to more chaos to infinity but this is not what is heard or perceived there are laws and orders leading to an expected end for the fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge so what is the sum I think His perfect love
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2013
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