Is it the epitome of grace
to address the pinnacle,
restrained by the bounds of simplicity...
Or go beyond
and reach for the Godly,
miraculous, gracing
those finding a Blessing.
A well worn logic says
incomprehension serves no one
and below, those quizzical lost...
But, a hefty arcanity;
the highest of statements,
brings the blush of excitement...
possibility... cost...
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