Apprehensible
1-13-18
Intelligible and apprehensible
Is the Word crystal clear
For relays in contrast of black to blue
Temporal or spiritual are things seen and unseen
Searching for my groove on our twenty-ninth street Poland votary
On plush pastoral plaster limpid and pellucid
According the the Spirit and not of the flesh
Arousing obscurity out of darkness
When we'd swear we live forever
For dust down in rags in our quarters
Through the Venitian blinds are good eats
To be as good finds
So much left to say
Not just another tramp of hearts
As I wake and the day starts...
Cupbearer
1-13-18
In secret places made known in God's graces
And our consolation
Never mind the exaggeration
Wherefore, the things of which I read
Devout clear in the wee hours as I rise early to get into it
For the love of God
Like when you love somebody more than all of the time
Interpretation spiritual
I think it's hard as stone as it means that the time comes
When we just face it as our three branches representing three days
For our bakemeats of long winter nights
For grapes crushed in Pharaoh's cup
Now that I'm up
As interpretations belong to God....
On First Nephi 22:17
1-13-18
Yielding ripe white grapes
The Word does not come back void
Of three white baskets of bakemeats that birds ate up
No place left to hide
In the eyes of all the nations
Let it be known
Poured out without admixture
Where we live with the sadness
And tomorrow give of our madness
As I durst not speak further
I would that you should consider it done
Where the world is bursting at its seams
And your country is desolate where I cannot endure iniquity
And I am weary of bearing it
As to be sparing it for the purple robe
And wearing it even if it so be the fullness....
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