A quick blurb to keep me honest... I'll play with it soon. For now, enjoy what I have found within myself:
You cannot hold the seismic quality of my laugh; any attempt to do so will destroy your concept of heartbeat. Of Heaven. Of Hell. Of healing touches and tongues across teeth. Beneath every wrinkle are treasure maps. Reach out and pull my lapse in judgment out; do you doubt the strength of my belief, just because I do not say "in Jesus name we pray" and pray directly to my Father? I have walked farther in these coccoons than you have in your monsoons and my grace has never been considered from the wrong season. There is no reason for you to grip my laugh so tight - it is anchored in my windpipe so it does not blow away.
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