H.F.O. The Sharing of Loving is Life

Metamorphic,
Igneous,
Sedimentary.
Are these not the cornerstones
On which.
A Church can be built?
And the silt of ages,
Rubbed from such fabrics as these,
Cloud and make milky the baptismal flood,
Stifling as it chokes off the breath of Spirit of life.
It is these Tangible distractions,
These edges, these edges over or by which we decent,
To our base selves.
When all this while,
Love and trust and service are all that are needed.
To neutralise all which brings fear
And eventually clogs the human heart.
Give love, give yourself.
There is only time enough
In which to help each other.
Love is goodness,
Even exothermic.

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