Laws of the Father bind me in physical world,
a covenant with force and gravity,
irrefutable in fuzzy logic.
Words of the Son band us together,
a commune encircling one
Adam-Man-tight golden ring
till death do we part.
Where is the Spirit shadow?
Where do prowling animals growl,
free hand holding, pushing an invisible
feast, movable and sustaining?
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 10:02 PM UTC
Laws of the Father bind me in physical world,
a covenant with force and gravity,
irrefutable in fuzzy logic.
Words of the Son band us together,
a commune encircling one
Adam-Man-tight golden ring
till death do we part.
Where is the Spirit shadow?
Where do prowling animals growl,
free hand holding, pushing an invisible
feast, movable and sustaining?
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