The Grail

We will touch the face of God
And the infinite domain of Her Continence
The boundless perimeters of our consciousness
Traversing the infinite, the fractal, the impossible
Inventing order out of Divine Chaos
Questioning answers
On our quest to become nonexistent

© 2000 Butch Maxwell


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