Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Things We Keep Behind: The Color of Sky

Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for you
As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

John Donne, Holy Sonnet 14

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