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The Vail


Through the spectrum of ethereal plain,

lights follow the issuing wisdom train.

Spoken of by fair nymphs pointing to those beams,

the Vail of belief  to adore and its waiting redeems.

To proof the superiority of a belief to the faith of another,

is not knowing the language of the brother.

The trustworthy celestial soul brings forth all,

for it assimilates all in its own being of total.

The lover of souls and server of humanity,

have no law or books but perfect natures certainty.

The road of duty leading to that purpose,

simple reasons without a fancy circus.

To delve into matter that matters little,

raising dust to visions very fickle.

The believer sustenance is his faith,

reasons belonging to earth and heavens wait.

Its depth is heavenly and surface earthly,

filling the gab in form of reasons firstly.

The middle part that unite that stage,

fabulous stories of antiquity fitting that page.

Happiness is the sustenance and its own being,

therefore in seeking the story for happiness seeing.

The stage with the Vail is the seeking delve,

of the godly treasures in oneself.

 

 

 

 

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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.

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