How High, How Wide by Joseph (Joe) Sylvester Wallace
My prison window is not large, Five inches high, six inches wide, Perhaps seven. Yet it is large enough to show The whole unfettered to and fro Of heaven. How high, how wide is heaven? Five inches โฆ
I am not true, but you would pardon this If you could see the tortured spirit take Its place beside you in the dark, and break Your daily food of love and kindliness. Youโd guess the bitter tโฆ
The river is a wave that never breaks though it may briefly surge as it edges its way out of that three-mile-long lake in which itโs managed to submerge its ever so slightly diminished sense of hurโฆ