Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service

Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars.
                                                              Jew of Malta.

POLYPHILOPROGENITIVE
The sapient sutlers of the Lord
Drift across the window-panes.
In the beginning was the Word.

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O Lord, help me be pure. But not yet.
                                          Augustine of Hippo

SOLA GRATIA, SOLUM AMORE DEI
It is cool, dark, and mostly blue
Several shades of indigo with flecks of red
The last light of a winter afternoon.