Beacon
6-6-13
Being as the beacon
I am absent from the field
where I ought to sow my seeds of light
In the truth of how that nothing can separate me from this love
Where at the chime of ten
I persist by way of pen
In seeking things above
In which moth and dust doth not corrupt
Being as the beacon yet absent
Due to my need to take refuge
In trying times that avail God's purpose in me today.....
Most Fertile
6-6-13
Between the Tigris and the Euphrates
My most fertile soil is rich with deposits
Of my salvation on the map drawn upon the page
That I absorb into this visualization
Of the miracle at hand
Where my only agenda is to make my way
Through between the Tigris and Euphrates
In dreams baptized in the Dead Sea of these devotions....
Abiathar
6-6-13
Going into the house of God
In the days of Abiathar
Going into the trial as a cinder
And coming out as the star
To daily make sacrifice
In that we have travelled to and fro quite far
And if this is all that I do
Then indeed I do well
In eating of the showbread
So that such a body we can be ones yet to tell
On such a dark day with available light to write by
With such compassion by which to excel...
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