Nary a thought

I had not oft questioned my earthly path

Until I found the road came to an end—

Not just an end, a cliff before me then—

No way to turn but back to what I knew

And question then did I all that I knew

The birds, the skies, my God, the very ground

Each thing that once was sure I’ve questioned since

My path was found to end with nar’ a thought

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