the earth rise
Her soul was not fashioned from my head to direct,
Nor feet to be spurned, but from within my side
-my ribs she was taken
An equal from beneath my arm for me to protect,
And nearest my heart to be loved for
-not forsaken.
by christian, who hits the keys for crying out loud. i think it's beautiful.
Nor feet to be spurned, but from within my side
-my ribs she was taken
An equal from beneath my arm for me to protect,
And nearest my heart to be loved for
-not forsaken.
by christian, who hits the keys for crying out loud. i think it's beautiful.
painted pretty by alix @ 8:20 PM
3 Comments:
At 2:14 PM,
Anonymous said…
i like that muchly
At 9:24 PM,
alix said…
when we were looking at adam and eve at youth group last friday, i couldn't get it out of my head. it's so lovely.
At 8:44 PM,
Anonymous said…
crying out loud
rock my socks off.
that is all.
Post a Comment
<< Home