trust

Trust More
2-15-18

I don't need to be in charge
As to sow the seed and see it at large
My branches have been broken
All for out true token
Corrupting our own vineyards
Back at Ceres Junction
For pigs and sheep where love digs deep
As you know you are surrounded in all the light
As expounded to put up a fight
And the Lord of the vineyard wept
And today till six I overslept
Loving every cup just to say
What's up instead of trying harder
Trust more..




Spare It
2-15-18

My lady friend studies Ruth
O, behold these last times
Another movie at the ticket booth
And now behold notwithstanding
I call forty-four my post youth
Having a real personality of my own
To transcend the synthesis north magnetic
The roots thereof growing fasten than our strength
And the meets are good for mahogany wood
As Immanuel enhances it for the price you pay
For the rain and the hammer as to enamor
Spare it a little longer....




Body (Reality)
2-15-18

In the warm lens vassals needed
I've got my books
In the bell, Yassuh my bad agency
Gravity see you again Keep talking McGee
No longer now that we're stronger
Personal verity alive like trees
Upon which leaves thrive as surrender enhances it
Such will come she's sure it will
Giving it up in the body, our reality
As synonymous to one another
Hello again, brother.....




Good Branch, You
2-15-18

Thought, the clog of Presbytery the rump
Truck comes early today
What do we do with such an equation
But return and make it work for those that nod
O, what is the guality
Seeming to justify all quantity
As surrender enhances it
Getting close to our own selves
By the watch of the darkened sky
O, who knows but God Himself
On the corner of fourth and sixtieth
O, the dramatic, time to face the real music and rock on!






Another Paradox
2-15-18

For adventures watch what you say
About a brother and his dentures
Bringing forth good fruit chewable making it doable
Please don't take it away
My Gabriel good morning and she moves on
And my higher self grooves on
Where charity proves on
Weal to the obedient
As our chief ingredient
In surrender in the paradox
I have the key to the pen of a beautiful fox
And they gather around me
In a chance to be someone
On another prog metal day
I set them free....