Everything was in Harmony. I was complete. Then descended the Fire, consuming My round balanced table. But It released the fount Of untold blessings, The
I asked the Lord, “why Am I always being smacked Around? Am I not Your son?” He said, “Son, Your power is greater Than all
I am reading this Book to my daughter, and I Tell her to watch how People’s faces change When they are complimented. It shows how
When I die, I pray It will be after I stow My luggage in my Private cabin, the Locomotive departs; I Slip into a dream.
Targeted by threeFarmers, I fled to kingdomSubterranean. By tunnel I tookTheir sustenance to feed myKith and kin, the ones For whom I cared. Theywatched my
Warm, lovely in theWindow, take me home, unwrapMe, I am empty.