"Elendil!"
3-2-18
Yielding for an understanding
In ageless times where it never gets old
For sisterhood as well and agape love on the side
Desirous to come into the fold
Many called and chosen vessels
To do what they do and forsake not the gift that is in us
No need to pick from off the ground a clover
No need any longer to play the rover
Thinking about Sunday morning and my first steps of faith
In the folds of sheep needing to be sheered
Loving Hoglah and respecting Tizran
Meeting Milcha to stand before Moses in all sincerity
At the door of our tabernacle
Up into Mount Abarim
But not to encumber nor add up the number
As we exempt your invitation
Heed the songs that call them back
As to be transferred to tastier bread dipped in oil......
In Seven Time (Ring Of Bells)
3-2-18
O, receive my soul
Written down in tablets for the cause of ink
It really makes me think
As winds have stilled and there is hope
To simply move on with it
And as many have believed him
Are those that find a path to a better life
Tasting the traditional willing to rejoice with those that do likewise
Winds have subsided where we greet our personal Helam
And come through two hundred and four souls
Accept the proposition and live on with greater confidence
That they had yesterday as many wax strong in Spirit
Elendi!
All for Arasorn pierced with black feathered arrows
Circling up into the firmament in seven time
Of heaven rhyme, hang out!
Summary
3-2-18
Cries come louder and the educated grow prouder
Cut down to size with those further on in the study of orcs and halflings
We use these characters as a guide to spiritual understanding
And parallels walking on velvet green yet baying
And curiously thinking of Saint Patrick's Day in Thailand
And six golden apples on the seventh day
Get ready for the comforter and partake of no strong drink
Come meditations on belief and life in the saddle
Awards chosen by a jury in finding your place in the new congregation
I'll have to decide for truth in each rhythm
And we can do better and find refuge in life's storms
Praying for the entire city of York in others of compassion
And good care greeting Basband in the air
Reading his summary.....
Not Solely Academic
3-2-18
O, study space
Do your thing in me today and tomorrow
Loving the feel of books in my hand
I kneel for awhile and cry out for peace
Where we don't know much about the shepherds
But that they were to feed their flock
Quite ordinary folk of kin in lineage
As the heavens open catching ones breath as one looks around
The dining room to see how the rest of us are taking it on
Under Uchdorf we might prosper when we apply to life what we have read
And heard bread and bird sled
Not absurd stay with it my friend and keep on
O, how am I seeking Him today?
Good question
Knock on brick for the answer
O, great uproar needing not be but we keep doing our thing
In dying embers....
Just Doing My Thing
3-2-18
Stay with it for the sake of all fellow men
And women mixt with prestige our joy O, sorrow do your work in my heart
So that I can let it out for dramatic resolution
Assurance setting realistic goals in life as we can come to know it
As study leads us to find Him standing there with healing hands
Willing to bear someone's burdens even if only in prayer and thought
For the old man's fancy
In the souls of our beloved in the morning light
And cool of the day
Heat waves are coming back to my own Minas Tirith
In lying twist to catch the silver screen
It doesn't really work that way by obligation and privilege
Gear not after the manner of these using words to destroy
Smart and short-eyed.....
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