Mooring
12-29-15
Book two entitled straw
Is my parallel to book one called quota
O, hang on
Pray ye to the Lord for me my brother
O, arise and go south
And intentionally pray for the patience
For such engenders experience and then our hope
Think on these things my friend
And gather brick
Our act of the thing that moors
A source of stability
My anchored float to keep me from sinking
So is faith, so hold on to sustain and encourage
To rise by reason of lightness
Of such a yoke we take upon ourselves
Ambiguous....
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