11 Oct The Riddle of Suffering
Posted at 01:14h
in Poems
Good can be got but never made,
Not all who are lost may wander;
Found again was I inwards-bade
Perfection comes not yonder;
From fiery trial and watery grave,
Mark of Cain and curse of Ham;
A riddle again my suffering gave,
WHO DO YOU SAY THAT I AM