Monday, January 18, 2016

chronic

Chronic
7-6-13

A chronic by nature
I am what I am
In the love of God that will not fail
In that I have high hopes
That there is someone out there who will love me
For who I am in spite of all eccentricities and flaws
Wherein love doth hold up all other higher laws
Starting another Radiohead session beside a feline companion
That hath not need of her claws
A chronic by nature
A vegetable and a mineral
A casualty and a combatant
A victim yet a victor
I am somebody in Christ....




On Luke 7:35
7-6-13

Wisdom is justified of all her children
Whom piped to those who have not danced and mourned
To them whom have not wept
Yes, this is wisdom
Of such a number that needs not be ominous
To the believer whom takes up the weapon
Of a love that casts out all fear
where wisdom is justified of all her children
To conclude that the new beginning is night and near....





Lope
7-6-13

There is blessed assurance of a newfangled hope
Where promontory riders yet ride and lope
On another Sabbath broken by the pen
Yet reinforced by that which is where and when
Where I return to my altar
Where smoke rises once again
Giving God thanks even while in the lion's den
Where salvation can be even the companion of Zen
There is blessed assurance even in places of famine desolate and dry
There is hope that once again I might break down and cry....






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