The Trust that Rest Embodies… The Truth that Mystery Speaks…

January 9, 2012


Poet’s frozen so stiff he 
Can’t even shiver.
He’d blink, but his life’s like 
The Yangtze river.

Wake, and stare, 
And stand in awe. 
Don’t be afraid to sleep.
Whatever corners 
You 
Drift right by
Give to God; 
Who can keep.

 

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