For to See

I did ask for a sign, and what God gave to me
Was the printer beside me, for cautious to see,
And the paper which was, and is, and will become
As a matter of fact the expenditure from.

Now, the vision is older. It is old as man.
It was Adam who made it, and copy we can.
When we buy in the drugstore it also is clear
Since the three ways of being is found also there.

We might find it in flowers, by root, stem and crown,
And we should make it valid, make it our own.
There is comfort in doing. The printer work done
Might take time, though quite surely, it ends in the Son.

NOTE :

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