Creation The Deem
Creation The Deem
Creation – that vehicle,
Engine alive,
As magic dung beetle,
Pushes its strife
With Essence to grow
But choosing the Way,
So fast and so slow –
By ruling the Play…
All must by Nature be
Reason approved,
Asserting by Speed
Every chosen Move,
Experience Key word
To Meaning describe
Of summarized Code –
That Reaping of Die…
Creator – you, Captain,
You, Driver by Will –
So felt interfering
Silent and still
When only Necessity,
Known to Him
In Storm of Rules raised be
Must in the Deem!..
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