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2-25-16

Smashing used boxes
Thrashing are our slyer foxes
Faith usually not learned in comfortable circumstances
I give God thanks for sparing our city
As faith does not make common sense
Then what about the hearing in the present tense
This is the valley of trees
Thank God for the paper she doth but yield
For constant visuals on breastplate and shield
Don't settle in where lips might be sealed
Worlds are framed by the Word
One thread such is faith
For birds our bread
Four cities yet to be but bless
Believing is seeing
So we choose to say instead....





Keep Climbing
2-25-16

My nothingness to his omnipotence
Life without faith is a squandering of performance
Four cities to be blessed by God
Namely our own
Dim is dance on a planet of playthings
Come its mandate
A thousand ways to please Him
Though faith we can come to understand it
At Bethsaida
By way of cortazin
She told me to have fun today
And the gods are aligned
Another box is emptied
Stocking dog food
Why did Jews build altars
Because they needed to see it
Where a pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate
With kindness as the cure
Why gods?
Lack of faith
There must be other places
For me to reach out to you...






Our Trading Business ("I")
2-25-16

Paul describing temporal things
Closer to the heart
Hark the herald angel sings
All for He, thou art
Having no confidence in flesh
False balance the abomination
And a just weight His delight
I wouldn't trade it for the world
O, walk circumspectly
The moon is waning again
And the snail against the cheetah is gaining again
And the earth will hear the corn and wine
As they shall hear Jezreel
In our trading business
We keep it real
Fifteen times Paul mentions "I"
In each microcosmic planet
We still ask of the why!