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 now and then. So come often. I hope you find it 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.”