Beloved
3-24-14
Fill your horn with oil and go anoint this tabernacle
And know it is you, my friend
For weal or for woe
Inviting our Jesse to the sacrifice
Where on so must go the show
Yea, I love you all
Even if I could not be there to see it
O, do you come peaceably
By the coldness of my right great toe
Basking in my morning smoke and joe
According to a man after God's own heart
Yet to be the next king
In making a fresh new start
Fill your horn with oil and go there tomorrow
Looking not upon ones physical stature
But on the heart....
Beloved Part 2
3-24-14
The youngest of sons keep the sheep
Being as the chosen in matters dark and deep
As by faith I take the first steps
In another nimble and graceful leap
O, send and bring him hither
as a soul doth both flourish and yet wither
Whose skill is upon the harp
To make music in the ears of they whom are pleased by it
Whose valor is in combat for the cause of what is right
Plowing my way through First Samuel straight into the night....
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