First voyage unfolds: Wing tips touch, the chrysalis cast off.
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To reject the counsel of Kelp would seem like treason.
Is life to be a hybrid rose,
human glory bent towards earthly praise, Or to be a wild rose nurtured by God?
When the perfume of words become so familiar, why does its freshness wane?
A hymn awakening the Bride of Christ.