In a World driven by paradoxes
Day and Night, Life and Death, Good and Evil
Of the greatest, the one that most shocks is
How like as you over me could marvel
When in God-like form you overpower
Your Force overawes me into silence
You look down on me as from a tower
My Heart and my Soul march to your cadence
But when I turn to break the reverie
Seeking to reclaim some Self for my own
I find you slunk in my periphery
As if to go forward you must be shown
    Still reeling from you, lost in your Wonder
    Your clouds mystify after the Thunder.
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