Psalm 45:10-11, 13-15

Listen to me, O royal daughter; take heart to what I say. Forget your people and your homeland far away. For your royal husband delights in your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord. [...] The bride, a princess, waits within her chambers, dressed in a gown woven with gold. In her beautiful robes, she is led to the king, accompanied by her bridesmaids. What a joyful, enthusiastic procession as they enter the king's palace!

Sunday, December 11, 2005

For Chloe...

There once was a lotus flower that was different from all the rest. It was not the ugliest of the pond nor was it the prettiest. It was simply different.

Aside from the fact that its petals were streaked with the indifference of the sun, making the usual shade of pink--which the rest of the pond bore--a metamorphosis leading to its scalloped edge a strange shade of a green infused black. No, this lotus flower was not rotting and no it was not a mistake or the spawn of some awful genetic engineering gone wrong. It was simply different. be continued...

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