Sunday, August 28, 2016

no ill

No Ill
10-1-13

By my thumbnail sketch of fortune and fate
I come to terms with my deeper identity
Where accepting what's been said is my faith to conquer fear and hate
With the love we choose to do no ill to our neighbor
But to enjoy the available beauty all around
Unadulterated
Where there are no lies on her body
By my thumbnail sketch of who I want to be
In all today that I can touch taste and see....





%
10-1-13

I ask myself what do I see
When I close my eyes right here and now
And so I tried it to see something
In the likeness of a percent sign
Unadulterated in my valerian inspiration
In that salt is good until it loses its savor
Which is why I choose my sugar of resistance
Diligence and meaningful vigor
Wherein I have escaped the lion's den
Once again by God's grace
To exceed all of my Zen
In that love doth fulfil the whole law
In a count to ten...






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