Could this, too, be an aurora poem then?
My period had come for Prayer -
No other Art - would do -
My Tactics missed a rudiment -
Creator - Was it you?
God grows above - so those who pray
Horizons - must ascend -
And so I stepped upon the North
To see this Curious Friend -
His House was not - no sign had He -
By Chimney - nor by Door
Could I infer his
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And he said, Thou canst not see my face: for there shall no man see me, and live. Exodus 33:20
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