catechism

Catechism
7-1-13

By my catechism of compassion I am confounded
By that which is written down
Of such confusion of faces
Where one yet bows down to the statue
In fear of being cast in the furnace heated seven more times
By the hands of a man who wishes to further afflict the three cast in
For the cause of this catechism of compassion
But for what but to suit the needs of what is yet to come....




Choice
7-1-13

Freewill is what long ago I have chosen
By the condensation upon windshields fallen and frozen
Where it needs be by our own free choice
To respond to that still small voice
Where we choose to abide
By the cloud that rains on fields of wheat
Where on a day of prayer and fasting
Granola will be all that I eat
In hopes to return again to my retreat
So I can take in the beauty
Of all shapes and sizes of their feet...




Request
7-1-13

Without faith it is impossible to please you O. Lord
So O, won't you wipe away all fear
That yet wishes to hang upon the love of my left ear
In that I want to praise you
Yet one more year still on the wagon
Without drinking my wine and beer
Called as a prophet and therefore a seer
Without faith it is impossible to please you
So Lord, make me whole today...