Sunday, November 6, 2011

To run o'er better waters hoists its sail
The little vessel of my genius now,
That leaves behind itself a sea so cruel;

And of that second kingdom will I sing
Wherein the human spirit doth purge itself,
And to ascend to heaven becometh worthy.

1 comment:

  1. Called it. And they try to tell me I don't dictate reality.

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