Skies of yore and there I stood,
stupendous still in my hood.
Caspar beneath the star,
withholding secrets from afar.
Wallowed deep in euphoria,
omens and tokens are trivia.
Pondering for the promised King,
behold a tribute I bring.
I, a mystical magi on steady stride,
with firm faith ever as my guide.
Witness to wonders yet unseen,
The Truth yet to glean.
~ART (A.K.A J GEORGE THOMAS)
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