Pluck
12-29-13
Plucking up all groves and shrines
By the Kiddush over various and divers sweet wines
Disregarding all manifested and crystal clear wonders and signs
Where thou will have no more soothsayers
To connect the dots
Of even and odd rays and lines
In that everything is beautiful
Amongst spruces, firs and pines
Running again on empty
Taking no rest to weary eyes
Plucking up no groves to yet share our faith
Contrary to all lies....
Plead
12-29-13
Arise ye and contend to plead one's case
And love until the very end
Tripped not up in my left boot lace
Arise and contend
Allowing the hills to hear thy voice
O, hear ye mountains
In that it is our conscious choice
To arise and yet contend
And to boast and to rejoice
That we can come to know thine righteousness
That comes about by hearing
As this word doth not come back void
Arise ye and contend....
Hear
12-29-13
Hear the Lord's controversy
O, all ye mountains
Observe the dispute of cold water
That floweth from fountains
Hear, O the Lord's controversy
By the way that is the path and the light
Being one to go, give and pray
Hear ye, O mountains
To what the Spirit has to say
And observe, describe and participate
These empty spaces
See, O ye foolish
According to God's good graces......
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