Word

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In the beginning was the Word 

It was there from the start. 

 

Many think it foolishness 

To me a work of art.

 

Questions all the answers 

Uncovers things untold.

 

Glides us through our troubles 

The pages first in bold.

 

Weaned from the milk 

It then offers meat.

 

Fattens the bones

Eliminates defeat. 

 

Brings down strongholds 

From their lofty heights. 

 

Restores and delivers 

In it there is might. 

 

Not to the hearers 

The doers they are told. 

 

The contrite ones hear

To them it will unfold.

 

 

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2023 01:32
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Here's a word - well, three of them - good write 2.

  • Lorenz

    Boldy built words !

  • lunarchloedip

    love it.



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