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1574

No ladder needs the bird but skies
To situate its wings,
Nor any leader's grim baton
Arraigns it as it sings.
The implements of bliss are few—
As Jesus says of Him,
"Come unto me" the moiety
That wafts the cherubim.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 8 Jan 2009 12:17 AM | Viewed: 5084 times

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