Within Filmy Heaven
10-13-17
He cares for His harvest
When He had thus spoken
Our manifest token
Yes, He's here again
For great and marvelous things
Where I am there for their resistance
Gland in gland with spoonfulls and T.S. Elliot
Not only in word but in power and in the Holy Ghost
Come guarranty warrant and pledge of impudence
Our surety coughing it all up shell sinking by footstools
Let us not rush in as fools are
By no such limb have we grievously sinned
For eternal news and perenial teams
Yield to our comforter today as if witnessing
To so-called lusts that are and are not
For many happy returns in our edification
Intended to give the confidence in presumptuous boldness
And the soon coldness
Praise the Lord just as well
Nothing there is motionless....
We Do It Reverence
10-13-17
Rising from a million footstools our perdition
Almost let the cat out
As sometimes almost doesn't really count
God have this change to be a good thing
To God-ward until the shepherd leads his flock to greener grasses
If you're that convinced then proclaim it
Curiosity brings the cat back to life
And she thinks that she is a kitten
As to do it in reverence leather left weather
For the first day of a new season
For open flames and popping veins
And today, light rains
Wouldn't you know it, Mother
A snowman cometh to life
Occupy till we come
And ask God what will you have me to do
Unclear until known
Stay safe, Chicago on this beautiful night
Where the town shall settle hence....
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