Here's What I Know
The sky is blue,
the grass is green,
my eyes are brown,
the God we are looking for
is looking for us,
the pilgrimage is the pilgrim,
there is nowhere to go,
nothing to say,
no seed to sow.
So why am I writing this?
Because
it can be no other way.
Posted by Mitch Ditkoff at August 13, 2011 03:48 PM
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