If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away---Henry David Thoreau
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Anointed: a poem by Leo Hartshorn
Trinity one in three three in one oil of the Spirit grease me down anoint me squeeze me slide me slip me through heaven's keyhole
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