Dr. Edwin E. Vineyard , The Divine Concept</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=32.htm>Dr. Edwin E. Vineyard </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>The Divine Concept</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>It dances on the perimeter of my understanding,<br>And flits across the consciousness of my mind;<br>Whisking through without a move toward landing,<br>Leaving my imagination desperately far behind.<br>With celerity it often accelerates the race;<br>Swift and nimble, it evades my futile grasp,<br>And I must scamper quickly to keep the pace,<br>Ever reaching, never succeeding with a clasp.<br>In it sweeps, and off it darts into the clear;<br>Fleet and swift, it always hastens right on by,<br>Remaining ever a blear through its sheer veneer,<br>Murky to the mind and gaseous to the eye.</p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>