gossamer

Gossamer Revisited
9-15-15

Take counsel together
Never mind the uneventful weather
Like a butterfly wing and a tropical storm across the ocean
Call it pacific
Call it even Antarctica
Associate yourselves O people
And ye shall be broken in pieces
Only to be bound up again
By tablet and by pen
The people that walked in the darkness
Have seen a great light
O, soft and gauzy my gossamer
Neither black nor white
Delicate, flimsy and light
Our fine film of cobwebs
For the wisdom of the world is foolishness
And all things are yours and mine...



All Are Yours
9-15-15

Millions of dollars at stake
Sitting on gold
As one might exfoliate the snake
It never gets old
Don't explain, I'm sure I want to know
Thou has multiplied the nation
So now it has room to grow
They joy before thee
According to the joy of harvest
And as a man rejoices when they divide the spoil
Therefore let no man glory in man
For all things are yours
and don't forget we're just halfway from home
He takes the wise in their own craftiness
Where the buffalo roam
Things present
Things to come
Life and death
Paul, Apollos and Cephas
All are yours...




All Are Yours (Part 2)
9-15-15

As Summer turns
To high winter turns to low
As a one armed drummer
We ask O why I need other places to go
Quote the Scriptures, keep them guessing
To turn aside the needy from judgement
And to take away the right for the poor of my people
Just so that we might find something better
Moreover it is required in stewards that a man be found faithful
Yea, I judge not mine own self
Let a man so account of us
As ministers of the mysteries
In sciences and histories
Ye are Christ's
Christ is God's
And all are yours
And I know nothing by myself....




On Isaiah 8:4
9-15-15

Before the child has knowledge
To cry my father and my mother
He cries because he knows not the words to make utterance
For the riches of Damascus
And the spoil of Samaria
A figure transformed to myself
And to Apollos for our sakes
It's the poison that it measures
As pain so comes about by pleasures
That you might learn
In us not to think of men above what is written
As so my elder cat still thinks she's a kitten
In the expectancy yet unknown
And a confrontation with my landline telephone
Making manifest the counsels of the hearts
That every man hath praise...