A stream of thoughts
In endless flow
Became confused
And could not know
Whether they'd met
Themselves before
Or how for a moment
To circle no more
So they wondered
Round and round
Till they were so lost
They could no longer be found
A peaceful blank
Of boundless space
Filled dreamland
And took their place
And so this silence
Did itself pervade
Till God the light
Of morning made
In endless flow
Became confused
And could not know
Whether they'd met
Themselves before
Or how for a moment
To circle no more
So they wondered
Round and round
Till they were so lost
They could no longer be found
A peaceful blank
Of boundless space
Filled dreamland
And took their place
And so this silence
Did itself pervade
Till God the light
Of morning made


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