Monday, June 04, 2012
NOTE: I WILL BE OFFLINE FOR THE REST OF THIS WEEK.
Poem by James Broughton
If you hanker for
a zenith of felicity
on the bed of the Divine
begin by dusting off
the wings of wonder
on your local pillow
Lift your ineffable
out of the mundane
Aim for airborne
with the eye of the heart
as your sky pilot
and soar to glory
~ James Broughton ~
(Little Sermons of the Big Joy)
Poem by James Broughton
If you hanker for
a zenith of felicity
on the bed of the Divine
begin by dusting off
the wings of wonder
on your local pillow
Lift your ineffable
out of the mundane
Aim for airborne
with the eye of the heart
as your sky pilot
and soar to glory
~ James Broughton ~
(Little Sermons of the Big Joy)
