25 Oct 2004


We are made
in the image of the endless —
somewhere in us
there is the shadow of the eternal.
What there is
of true passion
is the glimmer of the
boundless light we cannot comprehend,
yet which through all things
expresses itself:
the know of all meaning.
We are where
the infinite
touches being,
the cutting edge of creation,
where the above
encounters what is below,
and imagination forges its solid engines.
Do not forget
your responsibility,
earthling, that we
make of the world what we dream,
that we conceive
the future of the entire world
from nothing.

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:03 am

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