Classic poem of the day
Thou who the Face Divine wouldst see,
Think, — couldst thou bear the sight, and be?
O waves of life and thought and dream,
Darkening in one mysterious Stream,
Flow on, flow loudly; nor become
A glassy Mirror sad and dumb,
Whereon for evermore might shine
The dread peace of the Face Divine! —
Children of earth whose spirits fail,
Beware the Lifting of the Veil!
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Member poem of the day
The sky is a ceiling too distant to touch,
The desert is speaking in tongues of the hush.
A thirst that is nameless, a vision too bright,
A well that is laughing, dissolving in light.
Step into the shimmer, step into the lie,
The water, it beckons, it smiles, it sighs.
But sip it and taste it—this nectar of air,
A chalice of nothing, a kingdom of glare.
The roads are all bending, the signs are misread,
The footprints behind you di...
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