The question nags us, Lord — Do you exist?
lf You do, by shores of what strange sea
Do You abide, from what infinity
Dispel with light the all-surrounding mist?
CXXII Sooents to the Brown Goddess by Luis Dato
The question nags us, Lord -- Do you exist?
lf You do, by shores of what strange sea
Do You abide, from what infinity
Dispel with light the all-surrounding mist?
