These divine verses,
As I write
Are
The hallowed revelations
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I like the image of the writer hard at work in the middle of the night driven by his inner compulsion to communicate that great thought, that totality of emotion, in a perfect line.
The sound of the scribe's pen In the stillness of the night is indeed The heavenly muse Uttering her immortal words
The hallowed revelations Descending From on high The sound of the scribe's pen In the stillness of the night is indeed.. God's revelations to saintly people. very good poem. tony