A jumble of messy words
Depicting a clever thought
Feeding a flock of birds
With seeds that I bought
Some were collected morsels
I had no intent to grow
And so an old man chortles
He had no intent to sow
Photo by Daria Kraplak on Unsplash
Poetry.
A jumble of messy words
Depicting a clever thought
Feeding a flock of birds
With seeds that I bought
Some were collected morsels
I had no intent to grow
And so an old man chortles
He had no intent to sow
Photo by Daria Kraplak on Unsplash
Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.
Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. -Psalms 100:3
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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