This is not a poem; it only looks like one
The Voice of the Word is silent.
The Light of the World burns in darkness.
All is found in emptiness.
Poured out utterly for Love, we at last possess All.
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Comment by AspiringFOOL (FriendOfOurLord)
May 28, 2008 @ 11:41 pm
In reaction: Yes, yes, yes !
Keep listening, KathrynTherese.
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