Ovid

For Ovid's Art Of Love
6-2-15


For digital self diagnostics
For believers as well as the agnostics
Truly in vain is salvation hoped for
From the hills as one to hone ones coping skills
And from the multitude of mountains
And to drink from fresh forever fountains
Truly in the Lord our God is the sanction
By faith and not by sight this is my work
and soon to cometh the light
It's a new day
No longer as curmudgeon
A new creature in Christ so are you
For shame hath devoured the cares of our fathers
Of flocks and herds....








Justified In Our Sayings
6-2-15


Justified in our sayings
Not by specie
Not by riches
Condemned no longer is our sayings
Given the sewing of subtle stitches
Your head crowns you like mount Carmel
and the hair of your head is like purple
Taking the lowest seats at the feast
Our giants are our bread
Like the slaying of beasts
By the gate of Bath Rabbin
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Looking towards Damascus
The sky is crying for the dust
From which tears still might flow
O rainmaker bring us your purple
Not to borrow but to lend
Justified in our sayings....








On Jeremiah 4:3
6-2-15


To lie down in our shame and confusion
To stumble by the Word and name
In our core delusion
Cover us for we have sinned against thee
Where the mandrakes give forth fragrance
Where at our gates are pleasant fruits
All manner new and old of distant atmosphere
Do not stir up love nor awaken her until she pleases
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon
As one to lose all time and gain ones BeingMen loved darkness rather than light
O, break up your fallow ground
And sow not among thorns...










Seller Of Purple
6-2-15


I spend the day my way
Even if I need go out and obtain to but maintain
In the falling of rain
Where Crazy is a good thing
In madness insane
If thou wilt return
Then thou shall not be removed
In that there is much to learn
In being as such reproved
And thou shall swear
In the clothes today you wear
As the Lord liveth in truth
In judgment thou shalt care as well in righteousness
And the nations shall be blessed in Him
Thou shalt swear and in him there shall be glory
So I might go there and tell my story
Of the seller of purple
In sowing not among thorns...












If She Is A Wall
6-2-15


Like two young fawns
The twins like a gazelle
I hang around such a distinct sweet savor
And smell of the two lamps, our Mahanaim
Make haste my beloved
And be like the young stag
This morning I take my time
Ready to go
O, packed with books is my bag
Computer officially off
Need to give my Dell a good rest to but revive
Glad today to be awake and alive
No longer to chase the time away
In order to survive
For love is as strong as death
And jealousy as cruel as the great I Am
Thankful today for another clean shave...