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the charge of Canaan ...

Oh God you cannot be witnessed, nevertheless
you describe me how to behold you with my physical eyesight?

how can I decipher the darkness to deliver the light ?

while you are out of the ordinary, thus how can I absorb you
without securing the charge of Canaan ? Oh God...




Author notes

This creation is an ordinary phenomenon for us to live and die, but at the same time, this is an identity to signify the God and HIS immortal existence.


Based on the riddle...

Where light seems dark and dark seems light
I could be day, I could be night

I am the goal, for orbs to crest
But also where those orbs will rest

A meeting place of near and far
For soiled banks and evening stars

On open road, look straigh and see
A vision of beauty to behold, it's me

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  • StormGoddess Greeters member
    June 11, 2007

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    You did an excellent job with your writing, but as someone else stated, I do not think it answers the riddle. But it is a superb piece of spirituality from your pen.

    Thank you for entering
    Storm


  • fleur de lys
    June 11, 2007

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    Dearest PrabhuDayal

    "how can I decipher the darkness to deliver the light?" is a great line. Wonderful poem and kudos on a great write. Best of luck in the contest dear brother.

    Hugs and love,
    Your loving sister,
    Petratani


  • rhondasail
    June 11, 2007

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    I like this poem, it is like a prayer, recognizing that God is incomprehensible to our human minds, only with His light can we begin to truly 'see'. But it does not answer the riddle of the contest, which I would assume is 'the horizon', where orbs crest and rest, not able to tell if it is sunrise or sunset, but that is just my own guess. I always enjoy your writes, Poet, always. Peace to you, Rhonda...oh, and good luck with the contest.