Unifying Force

I must stay on my knees
Wedge open the door
Though the wind seems always to be chill.
Through what crevice
In the wall of the night
Will that alien light shine?
Or is it all around
Shuttered by the mystery of being
That mere knowledge
Has yet to break through?
Only on my knees
Shall I weather the plague of winds
That will engulf me then.

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