Cycles: pt. 7

poured into the shoes of a believer
the mild sinner
will wait out the panting animal

and bark into a smith
if it keeps the blues away
for good

helpless against the terrible beauty of the world

van gogh's starry night. blurry swirls of light and cloud like fuzzy eyes in a wheat sky. tall brush in the foreground. sleepy cottage houses from above, then rolling hills

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