Dark is the matter that surrounds <br />our galaxy, and black <br />the holes that silence distant sounds <br />which send no echoes back <br />of bangs with which the world began <br />and fail to leave a trace, <br />yet let the curious mind of man <br />perceive God's hidden face. <br /> <br /> <br />(11/3/97,5/6/07) <br /><br />gershon hepner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-hidden-face/
