Mists Upon Narciuss' Glass

Written by: Cindy Cayton

'an empty verse' and empty hands ~understand~ The glass in hand can drown out ten- thousand and ten; Hearts, ~an emptiness~ looking for ? a f l o w e r $ . . . . . . (Oh, Holy Nights) on bend-ed knee enlightened to see, Ten Drops from the glass could drown myself, asking for a drink ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I ponder the greatness of love and then I let it go Hands, under the Masters hand * * *Romans 16:11*** * * * A parade o'er ParodieS " ' Aneath' " " 'The Table' "