Friday, May 29, 2015

enigma

Enigma
12-13-13


I am yet to define enlightenment to be the enigma
To which I am entitled
To living in my secluded sacred spaces between
The bricks of a wall that need not divide
As so still I will deal with the nature of my pride
Upon the continuing aspect on the opposite side
In hopes for a heaven
By the sea of ebb and tide
Where we shall meet again
On that beautiful shore....








On First Corinthians 1:1
12-13-13


Sosthenes did prophesy
Between the lines of a text
Interpreted by those with eyes to see
Through the will of God
That lies today in what I discern
From the real me
Where they let me do my thing
Wherein I am yet to define
What it is to be free
And in another passage Ishmael is born
Into this new place
To make a nation possible
In its coming into being
For the cause of all procreation
Cast out of such a house to yet illuminate
What is yet to be understood
By the things we cannot clearly see...










Brand
12-13-13


The cross is our wisdom
And his stripes our knowledge
Where I pray for a brother
Going off to bible collage
By all marks and brands
And of hair ones multitude of strands
Given these new techniques to but prophesy
To with sands fill up our hands
In my study of a map of Corinth
To wonder of these walls of woe and weal
Not intended to keep us out
But to express the way that we feel
Where the cross is our wisdom
So hard to bear in that I allow myself
To say that indeed I care...










Where
12-13-13


O, where is the wise
O, where is the pundit
Given discernment to tell the truth from these lies
O, where is the disputer of this age
Where we lay down our weapons
In the wars we are yet to wage
Where it is greater to conquer oneself
Than to take out thousands in battle
O, where is the scribe
Serving as a tender of lambs and cattle
Drinking my milk and sheering such wool
O, where is the wise
That doth admonish the fool....










Sober (40 Months)
12-13-13


Greeks seek after wisdom
And the Jews require a sign
Where I regard my dreams of returning to my vine
Being almost forty months sober
To fulfill this abstinence  divine
Where we preach Christ crucified
To the Jews a stumblingblock
And to the Greeks as foolishness
As so with going without
Such that practice this doth walk the line
Where my sorrow rises up inside of me
Of where I failed to perform the milking of the milch kine...










Of Me And God
12-13-13


In God we can see these similar aspects
That lie within ourselves
Given the whole library in my left hand
Of such neglected shelves
Finding out much about our identity
Written in red letters
Of voices that speak the truth
In meekness where that which is stronger than men
Will serve as Christ's weakness
Considering the amplitheatre
On the map in my study bible of my free choice
Living and breathing this Scripture
By the sound of this still small voice...







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