Thursday, September 17, 2015

7164. HOW COME

How come I do not know you, and 
how's that come about? I must change 
demeanor in this instant. See my settled 
hand  -  no nerves, just light and brightness.
I am holding court within my heart for 
this initial hearing with you. Let us sit then, 
and reason together. Ecclesiastes, no?

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