FLARE on GOD 68 A mind is quickened when you touch it, O Lord.A man thinks he knows his way, but You look well to his going.I thank thee, God, for they counsel: for without it I am lost. Others are Reading FLARE on GOD 82 Turning Point Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Never Starting is Easier Than Quitting Refuge In Dreams Pressure-sensitive Poetry: Idle Extrapolation on the Creation of the Universe Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * three + = 8