Leaps And Bounds

We communicate like the burrows of foxes, in silence and darkness, under ground. We are undermined by faith and love. - Thoreau

innocence squeezes its gentle girth through the eye of a naive needle

goodness is pressed in a greedy vice

evil rubs its scheming hands together and runs

love is wrung out like tears from a sponge

faith looks down and takes the plunge

each gets what it has coming

a free ride

as far as it can get

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Author's Note

"We must have infinite faith in each other. If we have not, we must never let it leak out that we have not. Remember that the smallest seed of faith is of more worth than the largest fruit of happiness" - Thoreau