The King of Kings
came riding in
on a North Star
of the mind
to cast away blame
remove all doubt
roll away the stone
of the ties that
bind, meanwhile
ages roll on
the struggle to
believe is real
stranded in spaces
between Einstein’s
Dreams where we
were born in time
looking for signs
in the eternal now
asleep in the garden
as if a weary disciple
way past midnight
still waiting for
the light to shine
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