unaware

Unaware (Of Clean Air)
11-17-15

Faith has made my printer whole
O, how I hope
All is well with my soul
To yet manage and cope
I go home to blog more posts
Still very much unaware of clean air
Of three rows of great stones
The work we take on is fair and square
And I, Darius made a decree
Let it be done with speed today
I'm just being me
In the sixth year of the reign
Of he whom makes it work
In the third day of the month of Adar
The house is finished
And nothing added to it nor diminished
Faith has made my printer whole....




Ode To Exiles
11-17-15

We tend to want our work done fast and with haste
And in such an attitude there is much waste
Casting stones of many facets
Picking meat from bones
Othneil smites Kirjath-Sepher
But for what to crack the pecan and walnut
They did not drive them out
And now they yet dwell in dismay and doubt
To build it and to finish it
And not to add to it nor diminish it
For our children of captivity our exiles
The dedication of this new building
The opening of his monument
shake it up now
Threescore and ten kings with no thumbs
Like bread with no such crumbs
Shake it.....