Sunday, March 29, 2026

Discovery

His father's work? He timber takes,
A thing that grew by laws its own
From seeds in First Creation sown,
And something fit for purpose makes.
And thus, in all he skills to build,
The acorn's promise is fulfilled.
    The Son, for all his parents' fear,
    Has set himself his father's task,
    And so at learned feet must hear and ask.

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