A world without end the song that was praised,
that echoed the halls through time and space.
The organ so loudly declared God's great name,
through its artists fingers ignited the flame.
Burning, burning showing its light,
the glare from the heavens let me see forever in sight.
What I saw and felt that blessed day,
I would soon forget but I knew another way.
I could remember if fate helped me think,
to write this quote down to listen not speak.
I soon was lost again,
thinking beyond this world that had no end.
How did I think beyond infinite,
when all my actions look back at me, selfishly.
I am now learning why, how and when,
somethings are simply written,
A World Without End.
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