Which Way I Fly Is Hell; Myself

Such Sober Certainty Of Waking Bliss.

Gratitude Bestows Reverence, Allowing Us To Encounter Everyday Epiphanies.

And To Thy Husband's Will Thine Shall Submit; He Over Thee Shall Rule.

Can Any Mortal Mixture Of Earth's Mould Breathe Such Divine Enchanting Ravishment?

Just Are The Ways Of God, And Justifiable To Men; Unless There Be Who Think Not God At All.