Timeless Truth
I
From ever Time had us surrounded
-or how the Law has to be followed?-
Though since once acting were we free
To keep our haze, to not or be.
II
To earthly being nothin’ is mere more
Than everything surmise as novel:
For being nothin’ grimer sore,
Hallowing heaven, yet to grovel .
And what is hard comparing
To answer this ironic faring?
Copyright © Arthur Plisenhayer | Year Posted 2016
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