Try looking for that golden wedding ring Whose blood can teach a pantry maid to sing. It let poor Cinderella once convince A pumpkin was a coach and royal prince. This planet burns to be reborn, but life Does not: some species have no afterlife.
I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Stirring the Ash
Try looking for that golden wedding ring
Whose blood can teach a pantry maid to sing.
It let poor Cinderella once convince
A pumpkin was a coach and royal prince.
This planet burns to be reborn, but life
Does not: some species have no afterlife.
[Disposable Couplets October 2, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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