My Religion
Jack Preston King
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Wow, Jack. One of the most glorious poems I have read in a LONG time. I felt almost physically lifted by certain lines…..especially this one…

My religion
Is notoriously slow to condemn
Those who stumble chasing the inclined yearnings of the hear
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Chasing the inclined yearnings of the heart! That needs to be put to music and sung out loud!

PS….Love the artwork you chose too. I have seen his paintings in the Louvre…nobody stops to look at them, as they are rushing into the next gallery to see the Mona Lisa. But I stopped. And I looked.

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