Font Color='#880000'The Stars /Font - Poem by David Zvekic
Shall I close my mind to rest
In darkness, were the Sun lays muted?
Or praise the fears of those confessed-
While Faith reigns undisputed?
To each his own - It's often told,
By those who's reason stoops to bear it,
As 'fact' from Myth is high extolled,
So ignorance may wear it.
What Stars reveal to common will,
Like Faith to sparkle 'til the dawn:
The Truth should seem improbable,
For there can't be more than one.
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