three over two roughly (#6)
the word the Lord exhales in kind
the word the Lord exhales in kind
creates the wind, the words, the mind
of souls alive of dust, of man
blown away like when they ran
the new world all about you
and raced and reached one unknown edge
looked, soon lost their leverage
balanced knowledge but one knows
some thoughts entwine say serpents so
the new world fast forgot you..
