The Tuft of Flowers

Sentiments revealed, I'm open for attack. But the warrior who's weapon fires by the stroke of black and white keys, and his pen purposefully poised to write the will of his Master, fired not a single blow.

"What are you reading?
Not Peter, not Paul?"
I've been done with Revelations
for over a month now.

Responding to my blog on blogs
I've been reading,
The Tuft of Flowers, by Robert Frost

(excerpt)
...And dreaming, as it were, held brotherly speech
With one whose thought I had not hoped to reach.

‘Men work together,’ I told him from the heart,
‘Whether they work together or apart.’

-- Robert Frost