Monday, March 30, 2026

Miracle

No, not today! I've all my life
To wonder-work, but now my wife
Comes first. And what concern of mine
If these, omitting sprout and vine
And vat, want drink who sowed no seed?
True, Jesus -- yet behold the need!
    The secret is not often spoke,
    You'll hear it not in Sunday school:
    That always love partakes of broken rule.

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