Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well lived.
Many varied thoughts take refuge here
on pages once white and clear
and as the obstructed view awakens
to see what messes i created
i ponder how i cut the trees
and build a boat to sail the seas?
Let’s continue to sail the seas!
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🌊 🌊 🌊 rollin’ in the mornin’ under an evening sky..
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