Maxioms by Saiom Shriver
My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.
My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.
As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no read more
As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no thing
heresy.
Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder..Sometimes it was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder
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Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder..Sometimes it was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder
and made them vibrate.. empathic in pain.
He needn't reach the stars..
stars' light reaches him..
He needn't climb to God.
Inside him .. Elohim.
He needn't reach the stars..
stars' light reaches him..
He needn't climb to God.
Inside him .. Elohim.
How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?
How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?
