Here's a poem I wrote in 2009:
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We are Imagined Creatures
We are imagined creatures,
created from eternal Love,
molded from the cosmic dust,
relation to the stars.
We are imagers too;
creating a world reflecting us;
molding it from love and lust,
but unsure of whom to trust;
unsure of who we are.
If left to our imaginations,
what would we creations do?
Would we create a universe and
fill it up with cosmic rust, or
or choose to keep this universe,
where starry nights still shine on us?
Norm Wright
October 17, 2009
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Until next time, stay faithful.
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