Michael N. Audenaert

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Stumbling Stone

in the middle of the road there is a Stone
in the middle of the road there walked a man
he came to the Stumbling Stone
he stumbled
he fell, never to rise again
he died.


there lies a Stone
over which men stumble
over which men fall
therein is Truth, search


it lies rejected
in the road
the Stumbling Stone

in the middle of the road there is a Stone
in the middle of the road there walks a man
he came to the Stumbling Stone
he stumbled
he fell
he was raised, never to die again
now he lives. . .

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