Andalusia

Andalusia
8-24-12

In the Andalusia of my personal region in Spain
I practice acceptance for today's cloud coverage and rain
Even in that the sky is clear
Where I have my limited capacity
In the pleasure that comes with the pain
In my Andalusia in another dream
I sample a newfangled flavor of ice cream
Yet such lacks its taste
While in such a state of mind and heart
Wherein the Spirit still does its work in me....




On Luke 9:41 (look this up)
8-24-12

In our fatherless and perverse generation
We condone our infirmity
Of the bondage to which we are accustomed
In the day of our affliction
In that it is good that we have walked this way
For it is of us to bear such a nature
And grasp just what it is
To us aware of the flaws
And therefore equipped in our observation
In our fatherless and perverse generation...





Today, I Am Me
8-25-12

Today I am not one of the flock, herd, school nor pride
Today I am me and no one else
In that I like what I see in my looking glass
Hoping for a prolific Saturday to spend with my cat
Serving sufficient as a beautiful lass
Yet unfledged, green, callow and crass
Starting out my day with Ozzy
In that today
No, I'm not one of them....