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to call myself beloved.
May. 10th, 2030 02:01 am
The Big Heart
they hear how the artery of my soul has been severed and soul is spurting out upon them, bleeding on them, messing up their clothes, dirtying their shoes.
and God is filling me, though there are times of doubt as hollow as the Grand Canyon, still God is filling me.
He is giving me the thoughts of dogs, the spider in its intricate web, the sun in all its amaze- ment, and a slain ram that is the glory, the mystery of great cost, and my heart, which is very big, i promise it is very large, a monster of sorts, takes it all in–
all in comes the fury of love.
and God is filling me, though there are times of doubt as hollow as the Grand Canyon, still God is filling me.
He is giving me the thoughts of dogs, the spider in its intricate web, the sun in all its amaze- ment, and a slain ram that is the glory, the mystery of great cost, and my heart, which is very big, i promise it is very large, a monster of sorts, takes it all in–
all in comes the fury of love.