The Mystical Vision Of Browning Poem by Genova Maaa my mother

The Mystical Vision Of Browning

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Robert Browning writes in Saul, xvii:
„I but open my eyes, - and perfection,
no more and no less,
in the Kind I imagined full-fronts me,
and God is seen God
in the star, in the stone,
in the flesh, in the soul and the clod"

Monday, June 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: god,perfection,vision
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