Poetry for the Day

I read some breathtaking poetry today.

Much of it was in Kahlil Gibran's The Prophet, but that'll see proper post later.

In the meantime, meditate on this:

Death is naked before God;
Destruction lies uncovered.

He spreads out the northern skies over empty space;
he suspends the earth over nothing.

He wraps up the waters in his clouds,
yet the clouds do not burst under their weight.

~Job 26:6-8