Inception
10-14-13
Turning to my God with all my heart
In this fasting and weeping
Where life so flourishes
Upon the surface of a death that is yet creeping
Seeing the situation as a gift of my God
For whom I am praising and leading
Where the sun and moon go dark
And the stars refrain from their shining
But still we can see our Way in this inception
Of new beginnings and clean slates
Where we can wake and start afresh...
Fast
10-14-13
In that the word fast
Can be used as a noun
Such is called into its Being
Amongst men of renown
Given another Monday afternoon
Of eating nothing save the manna
In the word that can grow loathsome
To those whom are sickly satisfied
This is for what I pray today
This will be my request
To inquire, O, what is it?
Sun
10-14-13
Call me the sun
The brother of rain
In that what we are after
Is not the thing to try to obtain
Seeing that I am well
By whence I might be insane
Call me the burning bush
The image of the grove
Call me the stone
Which becometh the head of the corner
Call me the marrow of my own backbone
To yet strengthen that which remains
In that I am that just what I am
O, I Am...
On Joel 2:13,14
10-14-13
Rending my heart and not my vesture
Blowing my trumpet
In the valley of light
To shine upon my gross darkness
So that such must dissipate
Being scattered like the seeds
In a fertile field
By the Way of the Spirit
To which I yield
expecting success
Three hours from now
That pertains to the present moment
Rending my heart and not my garment...
These Words Not In Vain
10-14-13
The sun hath turned to darkness
And the moon into blood
Where our God so promised
Not to destroy the earth again by the flood
Where his Spirit is poured out
Upon our daughters that prophesy
Teaching the truth to tutors in their tenacity
Where young men see visions
And old will dream dreams
Seeing that which has been written here
Will not be in vain...
Request Of Faith
10-14-13
Praying for my faith to go a long way
So that I might know of good success today
And so that I might know just what I might say
Going out two hours from now
With opprobrium and reproach
Using what is vile
To be made as ones silver and gold
Of all alchemic pursuits
To know of virtue
In all that I want to do about it...
Tributary
10-15-13
Becoming tributary
Yet to thrash and trounce
Of this resistance
Of which I hope to renounce
Happy now that I got out to obtain
My avacados and blueberries
Yet to thrash and trounce
In becoming as tributaries
Where the servant is the loftiest title of all
Next to the child
That learns to stand tall
By my resin and my lac
In that we see
That we won't go back....
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