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Wonder
In this realm, instruction is of no avail.
The lover's teacher is the Loved One's beauty..

Innocence

Have I lost my child-like wonder?

"O my Lord, how shall we reach unto Thee?"

And the answer came,

"Leave thyself behind, and then approach Me."

His face their lesson and their only book.

Learning of wonderment, of longing love their duty.

Not on learned chapters and dull themes they look...

Am I afraid to embrace the miraculous?
Do I prefer to defer to cold logic, doubt and/or pessimism? 
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