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A name, with bounds
understandable for human ears
through the ages
a way to grasp the infinite
that which we cannot know
Lord, our Master, that keeper of all
the owner of all that was,
all that is in this time,
all that will be forevermore
conjured from nothingness
set into an ordered, wondrous whole
such is our Lord

January 29, 2009

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