The Poet and His poem

We are a living poem,
composed by 
an inspired Poet. 

We have rhythm, tone,
color, expression.

But how can we be so
profoundly defined? 

Because the Almighty
cannot help but compose
a flawless poem.

His work is 
perfectly created, 
complete.

Written in clearest ink
on purest page,
the poem is finished.

Not one word superfluous,
not one thought
unexpressed. 

—Brandon O’Neil

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