KOGAION REVIEW
romanian literary monthly

When death did not exist, not yet eternity, Before the seed of life had first set living free, When yesterday was nothing, and time had not begun, And one included all things, and all was less than one, When sun and moon and sky, the stars, the spinning earth Were still part of the things that had not come to birth, And You quite lonely stood... I ask myself with awe, Who is this mighty God we bow ourselves before.

Ere yet Gods existed already He was God And out of endless water with fire the lightning shed; He gave the Gods their reason, and joy to earth did bring, He brought to man forgiveness, and set salvation's spring. Lift up your hearts in worship, a song of praise enfreeing, He is the death of dying, the primal birth of being. >>>>>