Wise Master

Through blistering desertand shifting sandsO’er mountains grandinto valleys lowI travailed I come unto you, wise masterto ask of your mindwhat pray thee am I to dowith this pain?Of this disappointment? With deep eyes andholy countenance, the mastersmiled upon the manin his futility and spoke: When a child is bornwhat of that pain?When a fire blazes […]

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