Willows send strong scent
To waters beneath their roots.
If the willow’s boughs
Splintered into a thousand
Trees, the rivers would run dry.
Therefore, success hurts
The one who’s gained the world;
Plant one tree a bough.
Willows send strong scent
To waters beneath their roots.
If the willow’s boughs
Splintered into a thousand
Trees, the rivers would run dry.
Therefore, success hurts
The one who’s gained the world;
Plant one tree a bough.
Every single book
Requires a different kind
Of analysis.
Do read a book as it was
Intended to be read. Please.
All the magic gone,
All I can see, clearly now,—
All was a daydream.
I still believe in Jesus.
He’s the only miracle.
With his feet on mounds
He walked;—on two sides were walls.—
Walls from a nightmare.
He published peace, so may know;—
Ashur broke Eons ago.
If your reader can
Sum up your entire book
In a few phrases,
Then you have successfully
Communicated your thought.
To see the dream nigh
And to know providence’ hand;—
My hands are faulty.
So much worse when others stop
The strong builder’s wise levy.
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