thinkers deep, in holy battle
wrestle with concepts ordained
ineffable, yet hear them rattle
the cry complex, yet very plain
some say the world is god transcendent
a meta source for all that is
yet others see illuminescence
all informed of rapture, bliss
chauncy is my soul provider
mortal flesh and yet divine
he charms my heart, i am dependent
i am his and he is mine
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