Doctor, cure yourself!
Summer's heat rages like fire;
You can not cool it.
Doctor, cure yourself!
Fall harvest is upon us;
We will not hear you.
Doctor, cure yourself!
In cold mid-winter outcast;
No honor at home.
Doctor, cure yourself!
With Springtime new life blossoms:
Wash now and be clean!
— Zachary
Summer's heat rages like fire;
You can not cool it.
Doctor, cure yourself!
Fall harvest is upon us;
We will not hear you.
Doctor, cure yourself!
In cold mid-winter outcast;
No honor at home.
Doctor, cure yourself!
With Springtime new life blossoms:
Wash now and be clean!
— Zachary
This is cryptic to me. I like the repetition (and variation). I like the seasons being included. I love the exclamation points! Is there more of a Bible story in this than I think there is? I'll have to check the liturgy for today, unless you tell me sooner! (Macoff)
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