A new dawn
A new dawn floods the whole sky.
The voice of epiclesis
Flows on infinite, in High,
On the slope of tenseness.
We seek The Lord in our vein
And feel rays of afflatus,
When they deeply touche our pain,
Dripping peace at hiatus.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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