Upon Stoic Hills
Upon stoic hills risen to point on platitude, distinct for I have seen on this day a path in winding for me, with a gold cross, set forth for others…
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Upon stoic hills risen to point on platitude, distinct for I have seen on this day a path in winding for me, with a gold cross, set forth for others…
Religion, neutral religion free, let us see what we could be. One, two, three, faith of hope and charity. Mind wash, set me free, let us be what we want…
Down at Dawn. Does reality have to come down at dawn, every day millions in an hour of blankness and fear of the sound outside, that is but ceaseless to…
Who shines through the most within the Lord of hosts, in the wake of a coming, a clearance down from clouds changing in moisture as to reigneth down upon those…
All is external-ism am I here or really there, all roads move inward, all minds to the central. I am part of everything and all in us is all about…