Thursday, April 20, 2017

particle

A Particle Away (I Hasten)
3-17-17

Gladly this star I trust that would fit a million earths
Not in our own power  to redeem
Tell me again when the day was no ransom
Scathed in black
Part of the plan of attack
No going back
Fall not out along the Way
North to Linglestown and keep the peace
We have suffered much to be clean and sober
Seeing it through the aura yellow and green
I journeyed back up and back down to her parlor
Not to see it as an idol
But as an intercessor in the multitude of counselors
There is safety and woodland of Weir....





Bowl Of Charms
3-17-17

I had a bowl of Lucky Charms
That much I rehearse
And the troubles came for a thread of light
In chains where I covet You
Like a slave in Cuban heeled boots
I step out with courage
Where the Word became a man
For words tumbling out my mouth
Got the darkness worse than you
Rebel no more against your own
With darkness drinking from your cup
Awake, soul unborn
Like the ox that treadeth out of the corn
Just drink it up
What is written
Sweet sister
What's been said?



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