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Epigram On July 16, 1994, About 1:30PM
The years have swiftly run along---some twenty-three
since Christ called this (then, new) Christian to poetry,
of which a part was to be rhymed; and coming soon;
so said that still, small voice early that afternoon.
I knew that sound, that Grace, and Who I really heard.
The lost world smirks and gropes in darkness. But, despite
that, Christ, the Bright and Morning Star, provides pure light
that draws me nearer such that I am kept Starward.
