Paradox Poem by Patti Masterman
Paradox
Now come softly
(Close the door)
In shadows we meet;
We recite our verses
The god in me
To the god in you.
How god loves himself
Is infinite in technique
Vast in magnitude
Resplendently
Equal to all things
And identical to none,
Parting from himself,
But never departing
Paradox is the rule
In the school of matter
Which god created
And ever returns to.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/26/2024 4:38:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
