Sunday, June 14, 2015

eleven

My Eleven
12-19-14


No plan save my faith
I look forward to the setting of another sun
No agenda but to yet abide
And to do whatever follows
By my affirmation
I will find all that I seek
In seven more deep sweet swallows
And hundreds yet to follow
After all available light
At the chime of eleven
I rejoice that I don't need to suffer for it any longer
Because Jesus already paid the price
No plan save my faith...
























Go And Rise
12-19-14


O go high, O go broad
And go deep
O, do you lie about what you are in God
And rise up from your slumber and sleep
Where you're searching for the light by faith
You'll take that leap
It is not necessary to seek out sacrifice
Because it is Jesus that already paid the price
I turn around and he is there in spite of my vice
Come wakefulness not as our emergence
Nor as one to roll the dice
Seeking silence in the studio
For several moments following such an archive
O, go high
In the you are still alive
O, go....
















Broom
12-19-14


I blew off the scene
At the corner of Market and Queen
It got out of hand if you know what I mean
And now it's just me and my latte
Keeping my conscience clean
They made it big with Capitol Records
By my star flashing indigo and green
I pray that I will make my breakthrough
On the first day of winter solstice
And to no longer fear the light
By the reading of the traveler's Psalm
Concerning the cross of the broom and the illumination
Amongst all of such gloom..






Something To Dig
12-19-14


Reading again the Psalms of ascents
Referring to the fifteen steps leading to the court
Not as ones last resort
Yet to admonish and exhort
Yet to encourage one to tie his boat to its wooden dock
And post pure tried and refined
Much satisfied in being wined and dined
As one to know ones piece of mind
A Capitol Records archive that made it big
Serving as something more that today I can dig...










Glad To Have Gone There
12-19-14


By legalism and pluralism
May we not be deceived
And may one not be grieved
In all that we have received
Bad dreams so give me my piece of mind
Set aside for the purpose of what is written here for you
Loving myself unconditionally
To neutralize the ego
And as a means to be just and true
Reading and writing till it's time to go
Home to my mother with apple skins in my back teeth
And a rededication to in Christ my brother
I am glad to have gone there again..





















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