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Your Holy Book, or Mine? -reprise
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reworked vintage
So what if I’ve gone to Scripture
only to brush the dust away?
So what if it spoke in flashes,
bright as blades through winter air?
So what if my thoughts lay open,
stripped of their careful disguise?
We all are pilgrims,
seeking the unnamed thing
we know eternity must hold.
And if, in my searching,
I find my stray thoughts gathered
within the small cosmos of my mind —
then there was use in the journey,
in turning each page, myself.
