[One of my very kind sponsors posted a couple of lines from this on my sponsorship page: http://justgiving.com/shanemckee - it's full of apt irony!]
A little East of Jordan,
Evangelists record,
A Gymnast and an Angel
Did wrestle long and hard --
Till morning touching mountain --
And Jacob, waxing strong,
The Angel begged permission
To Breakfast -- to return --
Not so, said cunning Jacob!
"I will not let thee go
Except thou bless me" -- Stranger!
The which acceded to --
Light swung the silver fleeces
"Peniel" Hills beyond,
And the bewildered Gymnast
Found he had worsted God!
- Emily Dickinson, 1955
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/emilydickinson/10011
Thanks, kind sponsor! :-)
Glad you liked it. Enjoy the ride.
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