Tennis and Joy
Last week was General Conference and I had to work all day Sunday doing a system upgrade. Today’s speakers at church were assigned to speak on their impressions from Conference. You can see all the…
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Fool Stop
Under my bare ribs
Within my green-grey eyes
In my extremities
When I fail to rise
Realising afresh
Caught out suddenly
Pulled up by my sinews
A bleak vision, but of me
I am a blithe selfish fool
I played a merry fast game
Clever and callous
And cruel, yes, so inane
Japing before listening
Blundering ego
Jumping before caring
Facing up to it so
Tempting now I have halted
What they say, how they know
A fool’s weapon is a mirror
Where shall the fool go?
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