Monday, February 24, 2020

SONATA aka RHYTHM

Who tells every stormy billow exactly where to wave its hand
Then takes every threatening breaker and shows it just where to land
And with each rise and swell of mighty most fearsome sway
Who lassos every angry tide
Stills it to gentlest ripple
And tells it when to subside. . .

Caught Up In the Galleries of His Heart,
Jocelyn












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