Essay
3-5-17
Entering my monastery
To leave the world behind
Confound it, so be it
For our Cistercians and Father's thought available
Transforming oneself by expansion of the essay
Sunup, lights out
Southbound in the climate of monastic prayer
Where father Levis completes his journey
And I come home to a wondrous feast
In a literary sense
Worth more than a thousand pence
As to offer a synthesis
On the corner of Fourth and Walnut
Born in the backseat...
Manuscrip
3-5-17
Black and white
Breaking off on a hymn of thanksgiving
By reality of ones solidarity
Back by unfreedoms so chained
Prevailing previous formation
You are worthy to take the scroll
And to open its seals as sitting ducks
We taste our own vengeance
Out of a shared vision
Yet in my indecision
And early unpublished manuscrips
Where Lehi's seed are to receive the gospel
As did the Israelites likened unto the almond tree
Whose natural branches are grafted in again
Gaily bedight O, gallant knight
The danger is past...
Let's See!
3-5-17
Stand up to sing and look alive
Heal her broken wing and you will survive
Living in the formation it sought to give
Getting ready to go to a sermon
That will help me to live
Against the weight of prevailing solidarity
Don't mess up a good thing for the little fishies and corn chips
As our seed hast dwindled for our fullness
I bring it on home for you
Jesus gaily bedight In modest apparel
I am what I am in Him today
Be no such fool
To be commanded to our olive tree
Let's see!
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