He is man
Sometimes soft
Sometimes hard
But always a man who walks like a lion
With generosity of Spirit, lust of body and fire in his heart.
He hunts with a clever and ambitious mind
For his seed and dreams demand to be sown
So many curious parts, that make up the fullness of a man
Beginnings. Middles. Endings.
Intricate
Fascinating
Perplexing
Sometimes Vexing
But he is made in the image of creation
And there is always beauty in his order and in his chaos
He is man
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 12:33 PM UTC
He is man
Sometimes soft
Sometimes hard
But always a man who walks like a lion
With generosity of Spirit, lust of body and fire in his heart.
He hunts with a clever and ambitious mind
For his seed and dreams demand to be sown
So many curious parts, that make up the fullness of a man
Beginnings. Middles. Endings.
Intricate
Fascinating
Perplexing
Sometimes Vexing
But he is made in the image of creation
And there is always beauty in his order and in his chaos
He is man
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