The Hiding


Do worlds cease to be with no eye to see
god hides herself between the stars
gaze in a mirror of river and dream
do I cease to be with no world to see
light rushing 'round the bend of belief
into the patiently waiting dark
do worlds cease to be with no I to see
god hides herself between the stars

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