"Hello Sir", Said She In Bondage
8-26-17
Pudios Amigo and hello sir
Root grow deep in the soil of the fir
And we have to move on
Pouring my spirit out in ink
Yet more worthy of the love
Than those
I am not eloquent
Ah, God I cannot speak
And He answered How dare you doubt
It was but a man and more and laurels upon me
And its torrent back into Bethlehem of a soul on me her quiet eye
Upon the Siroc-withered plain upon the slain
Our cottaged believing I will live forever
Change separately and go once back to Arioch
In bondage....
On Exodus 24:6
8-26-17
So much more to think about
On deadlines and commitments
All my own call
Taking in mindfully a cool breeze
God bless it after seeing an angel
A conversation about consolation
In every boy and girl
Many converts have seen it
Tasted and heard as I rejoice
The poor of the Zoramites
As sleep brake from me
Under Father Time for workshop fees and pirafore
Sending these little notes back to the sun
Saying, "What you need is an affair"
In sensitivity workshops as facilitators
Half blood into the basin
Just call me Jason!
On Alma 36:2
8-26-17
Love letters for a rose
That has ever been in fields of corn to be deserted
Where a man is more
No good without a song Back unto Arioch
As the dream is certain and interpretation sure
Where I want more just what God wants me to be remember
Of the captivity of our fathers
Just as long as the song is strong deep down inside
Where none could deliver them and once in awhile
We try to give one little thought to newfound brothers
O Son Helaman drift onward
Given to thee a kingdom for his legs of iron
Knowing you think of me.....
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