We are lines drawn on the white we are blind to
A coalescent chaos of scribble without direction or purpose
Intersecting for moments here and there, others merging into a singularity,
Disappearing to become one and then none
Faith eliminates their paths drawing them with ease into the truth
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
God Draws Straight Lines Crooked
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