[Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays] Just once he showed his awesome majesty, unveiling of his shining deity … as Rescuer soon he would depart, and lead to freedom, blessings great impart …
Away from the flood there’s abundance of mud to slip and slide, slither and glide, enrobing our boots in dark chocolate goo, and smattering … a spatter pattern scattering, of syrupy brown mixture –