Dominion
Blessed is He in Whose Hand is the dominion.
Who has created life and death.
Who created the seven heavens, one above another.
Then look again, Can you see any rifts?
Then look again and yet again: your sights will return to you in a state of humiliation and worn out.
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Poetry*** Poems We Are Fighting For *** Poems are about observing the world with and around us. A poem can be anything: from love to loss, from the rusty gate at the old farm to your lovely parents at home. This consists of poems you can be proud to meet...
