The assigned topic was to take a selection of titles from the spines of the books in my bookcase and make something of them.

Raw Man, Alias Shakespeare,
Was Living on the Border of the Holy.
The Confessions he uttered
Into the Silent Land
Echoed off the Rocks and Minerals,
And God Spoke:
“Already Amazing,
Open Mind, Open Heart
To the Naked Now.
And find me in the
Interior Castle.”

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