"With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bent arm for a pillow -- I have still joy in the midst of all these things. Riches and honours acquired by unrighteousness, are to me as a floating cloud."
In slumber Snoring Attempting To awake
A child born Under a bright star Eyes open And a cry of life
A crawl A slow Stumbling Crawl
A step Two steps Three steps A fall
A young man Eyes glowing With pride Standing atop the world
Down and out due to knee surgery. Will be back with new content in about a week. Till then, ciao!