Come On Down
2-29-16
For those who have been long dead
Yes, they live on somewhere
O, Karma our actions come right back to he that sows the seed
I wish not condemn myself
I ought to be kind to what God hath made me
I will extol you, my God, O King
Referring to the dead sea scrolls for inspiration
It brings something different to those that seek it
I wish not rule nor compete
Call no man fool where you take your seat
To begin to understand at the waving of your hand
A just saying worthy to write a song of it
Bow down your heavens Lord and come on down....
Stapled Eye Comes Open
2-29-16
Crushing my life to the ground
In the practice of presence
I look all around to see what God has made
In forgiveness of my being out of turn
Something new to the crowd
In the One that gives salvation to the kings
I was waiting in our vestibule to get going
And gave another man my card
That our sons be as plants grown up in their youth
I don't plan on retiring
In such a business of these seeds of love
I shatter stapled eyes come open illusion
Becomes the companion of us all
Under skies undressing
And a gust and gale on this leap day
I will write a new poem for God today....
Crazy Flowers
2-29-16
My soul longs for you like a thirsty land
And your waters to me are better than twenty grand
I felt this way before all day yesterday and its wage
We're waiting for springtime
And flowers and leaves crazy
I guess it's our time to rise up again
Where skin takes the form of blood
He paid the price in full
Spring forward, longer daylight
O, listen to the falling of rain
For flowers and leaves green run crazy
As God is praised in regathering us to one place
Where there is much hated
Illusion removes a companion
Of all that look to see it.....
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