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+ 27.225 MHz: Epigram On Feet Toward Clay, Soul Toward Christ
You fashioned my flesh from exploded stars' dust;
and placed within it a vivifying soul---
that I might experience your Love and mercy, and trust
in them, not by fraction but by the whole.
Starward
From star stuff to a voice of
From star stuff to a voice of profound splendor: In this mind-stretching, light-drenched introspection, you do what is impossible for most writers and that is to capture our place in the infinite scheme of things.
This magnificent song of praise takes a huge leap into the mystery of our very existence—a jump far too difficult for philosophers, let alone poets, so I was stunned by the third line, only to be blown away by the fourth.
We will remember you.
Wow, I am just
Wow, I am just speechless---even flabbergasted---in the presence of such an excellent comment. My "thank you" seems like a handful of gravel thrown toward the vast mountain range of your comment, so that my effort to thank you is not nearly sufficient. Not nearly.
J-9th94
In all sincerity, it was a
In all sincerity, it was a joy to analyze and comment on this achievement. The pleasure is mine. Take care.