Veiled EyesHas veiled my eyes and dimmed my sentient brain; Imagination languishes; in vain I seek comparison, not knowing sight. Were lilies cadenced harp notes, could the Roses be song, or vibrant poplars rain, Or sunshine permeating lute's refrain, I then could visualize your world of light. Your heaven, too, is strange, with pearly thrones, With golden streets, and gems of orient hues; For gold and jewels are no more than stones, I crush frail color in the sunlit dews; But when you say that peace and kindness blend, And heaven is love, oh, then I comprehend. Kansas Poets
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