at the end of the summer
from soaring heights
where what was
is no longer
to lowly earth
where we dwell daily
light has fallen
softly
morning
evening
barely
harshly
illuminating
what is
what was
what shall be
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen.
Not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.
C.S. Lewis
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