theophany

Theophany
12-20-12

Theophanies of divine manifestations
Are what I come up with
On this so called last day of what we know
Of a world waxing cold
As the Solstice makes her way to town
And the days will grow longer
Once again with theophanies in epiphanies
In things yet discovered along this narrow way
Through the woods to lead us to another mountain
Where water is no longer scarce
When it flows into the valleys of all benediction....




Sober Since Then
12-20-12

Addle brained and petty
On my meatballs and spaghetti
Where the English language is a very strange way to understand
The way things really are in the things we can perceive
By our five senses in that I make my quota in a visit next door
Of a prophet of sorts clad in multicolored shorts
On this to be called the final day of the world as we know it
Addle brained and petty
Even when not quite as inebriated
As I once was in times of need
That just is at it is....