Love's Blessing, a poem by Gregg Hake As the soft summery twilight Floats through the sticky air My heart's no longer finite For it does love declare It echoes on the mountains And sings above the sea It pours up from the fountains And blesses you and me
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The Ass Carrying the Image An ass once carried through the streets of a city a famous wooden Image, to be placed in one of its Temples. As he passed along, the crowd made lowly prostration before the Image. The Ass, thinking that they bowed their heads in token of respect for himself, bristled up …