The idea of God always seems a little big for me And even if there were a beginning and an end Why am I always in the middle of another beginning? I might wonder about this thought If I had one While striving for a harmony Within my imperfections Meanwhile The question remains the same Sign in to see full entry.
JF Mingione: writings:
By jfm32 - About Me - E-mail this page - Add to My Favorites - Add to Blog List - See other blogs in Poetry
About this Blog
Poems, Descants, and Other Beliefs
Recent Entries
Blogs
Previous: A Short, Very Short, Pre-History of Music - New Entries - Next: APPLES AND ORANGES