The Stranger In White

Poem By Zak Raz

Tread on the withered roads of life
Heaps of love and self sacrifice
Look around so you may meet
The Stranger in White

Eyes Serene, His thoughts divine
Gaze into his soul and you shall find
The golden egg of life
The stem of rose, the apple seed
Growing by itself from waters of heaven
Streaming along the Eternal light
Here resides the Immortal Life
-An everlasting Strife!
For here you shall find
the holy shrine
of The Stranger in white

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