Miscellaneous "shiny bits" that grab my interest before they flit away. Eclectic, powerful, deep, shallow, evanescent, whatever. The inside of my mind.
O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
George Matheson, 1882
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