The end of the line

Come down,oh Blog divine.

Clean this light mind of mine,

And Kindle it with thine own Amazon password.

O Holy Spirit,draw real near;

Make all my strains disappear.

And subscribe me to all the intriguing and wonderful Websites I’ve never heard of.

Come down like summer rain

Wash off our 

Lsuffering and our pain

Kindle us with spirits whole

Tell us what the prophets foretold

Gather us into your heart red

Sleep well on your divine bed