The Cottage on the Moor is a place where I'll keep a fire going on cold winter nights and a breeze flowing through the windows on steamy summer days. There will be a "cup of warm" waiting for you to stimulate your mind. I'll try to keep it fresh by adding something every week or two. So come often. I hope you find worth your while.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
by Jim Rapp
When God said, “Let There Be!”
Matter rushed so quick to be
that all the universe became a sea
of clay the likes of you and me.
“Shucks!” said God, “Now how can we
make this swirling clayey sea
the Triune face of we?”
Then spoke a voice so wee,
a clod from farthest far eternity:
“Master, though besmudged we be,
we’d like to show the likes of thee.”