Maxioms by Saiom Shriver
Love, not force, rides the horse.
Love, not force, rides the horse.
Each night the Tree of Nut
out of naught knits neat nuts.
Each night the Tree of Nut
out of naught knits neat nuts.
It snows at sea.. quiet.... falls in flakes * melting designs**
leave form for All.
It snows at sea.. quiet.... falls in flakes * melting designs**
leave form for All.
O Lord to You we give thanks
that in time Polish horses ... defeat Nazi tanks.
O Lord to You we give thanks
that in time Polish horses ... defeat Nazi tanks.
The South Wind
has for the evening
donned
jasmine scent.
The South Wind
has for the evening
donned
jasmine scent.
