So rice is about the best thing. A bit of butter, a bit of salt.
And if I care to think about it, it becomes a miracle.
The cold rice
upon which you meditate
will become summer’s banquet.
I have no idea what music to set this to, so how about the Fab Four, and Yellow Submarine?
I do try to answer each comment in a timely fashion, but with Internet providers really stretched, I have only about half of the access I once did. Please bear with me!
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.