intaglio

Intaglio
10-20-14


Whither the forerunner is for us
Whether our God will hate or adore us
As so the enemy still doth but abhor us
We are a threat to all that he premeditates
To return from the slaughter of kings
To be but poor
And as one to be possessing all things
Giving one tenth part of all
By interpretation
The king of peace
By hillside and by its brae
I plow on through the day
I bid you, O sweet afternoon
To be as one to never fall
I will keep knocking
Until I get an answer....










Intaglio (Part 2)
10-20-14