Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
All blessings flow
Down the mountain
To the sea.
He hides them in the sky
Beyond the clouds
For a lowly one
Like me.
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