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Philo has entered a Fallow state, and is at peace on top of a parking garage, a location that reminds him perhaps of our own dear Rooftop.
We should not have allowed Melissa to lag so far behind us. Via the conduit of a wild dog pack, she has now made the ultimate Gift to her fellow Creatures,
and has become part of God's great dance of proteins.
Put Light around her in your hearts.
Let us sing.
THE LONGEST MILE
The last mile is the longest mile --
'Tis then we weaken;
We lose the strength to run the race,
We doubt Hope's beacon.
Shall we turn back from this dark Road,
Footsore and weary,
When deep Despair has drained our Faith,
And all seems dreary?
Shall we give up the narrow path,
The plodding byway --
Chose swift transport and false delight:
Destruction's highway?
Shall Enemies erase our Life,
Our Message bury?
And shall they quench in war and strife
The Torch we carry?
Take heart, oh dusty Travellers:
Though you may falter,
Though you be felled along the way,
You'll reach the Altar.
Race on, race on, though eyes grow dim,
And faint the Chorus;
God gives us Nature's green applause --
Such will restore us.
