31 Perfection Poem by Saiom Shriver

Has made manifest, God, Weaving Master
the unfolded fan spheres of each purple aster
Her sermons on silence and beauty and peace
are more powerful than those of any pastor.
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od's projections of God's own perfection heal us with their reflections
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How perfectly level is the lake and the mist above it
and are the bottoms of the clouds above both
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When raindrops slowly slide off of the rose
they take with them her fragrant ambrosia.
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the sun leaves no residue when
in rising he melts the dew
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