I just wrote a particularly complicated and beautiful entry (in retrospect) in which I meditated on choral music, talked about how I misremembered a line from Joseph and his Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat as "A flash of drums, a crash of light", pondered illumination, and quoted The Ballad of St Barbara (http://homepages.tcp.co.uk/~maya/barbara.html).
And lj ate it.
Oh well. It would probably, in retrospect, have been rather florid.
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It opened in the inmost place an instant beyond uttering,
A casement and a chasm and a thunder of doors undone,
A seraph's strong wing shaken out the shock of its unshuttering,
That split the shattered sunlight from a light beyond the sun.
And lj ate it.
Oh well. It would probably, in retrospect, have been rather florid.
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It opened in the inmost place an instant beyond uttering,
A casement and a chasm and a thunder of doors undone,
A seraph's strong wing shaken out the shock of its unshuttering,
That split the shattered sunlight from a light beyond the sun.