Achor

Achor
9-29-13

Given the valley of Achor as a door of hope
Feeling my way through dark places where indeed I grope
Finding my troubles to be as teachers
In prayer for free course to be given unto all preachers
Where vineyards are given freely to those that provide the grapes
At the assembly of those whom hunger by their own free choice
In a place of my fasting
Where I will hear that still small voice....




Raisin
9-29-13

Loving raisin cakes at Canaanite sacrificial feasts
Making a league with creeping things fed to these fowls and beasts
Where my rump goes to sleep as if my wests become my easts
Loving raisin cakes knowing my lines with just three takes
Playing with fire to frolic with venomous snakes
Knowing this betrothal of God's grace
In the darkness of the deepest and coldest of lakes
Regarding my childhood memories of going there again....