Let me go there too

Let me go there too

And God held in his hand a small globe. Look, he said. The son looked. Far off, as through water, he saw a scorched land of fierce colour. The light burned there; crusted buildings cast their shadows: a bright serpent, a river uncoiled itself, radiant with slime.   On...
Just a Drip!

Just a Drip!

All the treasures under the sky are married in a drop of rain, which conceals the sun in its window, beds itself in the droughty earth, miracles its nature in conception and gives its mind to thoughts of life and birth. If I had such a considerate soul you would find...