Twenty-Five Soldiers
10-10-10
Inspiration isn't the same as it once was
Therefore the words will need come straight from the heart
In a place where anything goes where there are no rules
In such a form of art
Twenty-Five fresh pens on my bookshelf
More soldiers for my poetic army
It's been eight weeks now
Still keeping tally
It's a beautiful day
I need to venture out and sally
To know there is plenty of water to drink
In the valley....
Should I Stop Counting?
10-10-10
Trying not to base productivity on quantity
For counting will only serve as a child's game
May us judge it in the Word
The Spirit and the name
While in this wilderness we have bears to tame
They search for their honey
Where they have no use for money
Going back to the here and now
To observe another beautiful day bright and sunny
Hoping to later on go for a walk or two
To look to the sky and observe a new and unknown hue
All that is good is right before my eyes...
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