Maxioms by Saiom Shriver
The trees of life
randomly grow
but the graves of Arlington
are set in rows.
The trees of life
randomly grow
but the graves of Arlington
are set in rows.
We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea.
We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea.
How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?
How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?
Do you want to be
with your love by the sea
hearing the gullsong
smelling the salt air
feeling the read more
Do you want to be
with your love by the sea
hearing the gullsong
smelling the salt air
feeling the sand
beneath your toes
and the seaweed
the sea's legacy?
watching the rise
oer the bay of the moon
and then ascent
of the Sun.. oer neptune?
How awestriking. How sublime..that out of muck and mud and dirt and slime God makes lemons and God makes limes.
How awestriking. How sublime..that out of muck and mud and dirt and slime God makes lemons and God makes limes.