I gaze upon forms with my heart's eye,
Because spiritual meaning is hidden there.
This is the world of forms, and in forms we live,
The spiritual meaning cannot but be seen in forms,
But, formless and intangible is their essence,
That gives them meaning, beauty, and existence,
Yet, all forms are perishable, while eternal is our Lord,
The essence of all things,
That He created with His command,
Be, and it was
Mykoul
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