Many times I have longed to cultivate the earth,
To dig the rows and plant the seed, and watch them
Grow and grow. But Christ our God bid me take another task,
To make the furrows in my mind, and place in them
Idea-seeds, . . .
The rest is at https://www.reckonin.com/walt-garlington/the-mind-garden-poetry.
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Holy Ælfred the Great, King of England, South Patron, pray for us sinners at the Souð, unworthy though we are!
Anathema to the Union!
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