Faith

I knew a man; myself
Who read to learn each day
To muster all the thoughts
And set the mind to ink.

But distances and seasons
Paused obelisks from pointing
To a sky daily changing;
A soul's likely twin

Such sociology endless
With wisdom so insidious
Overcame the lyrics shot
To a distant didymous

Till a deluge of the Holy
With instinct did return
And wrote with kern to stress
Men sunk among the past