Rebooted
3-13-18
Brother Rush fills in
For a sermon of March of '04
Looking around to choose my own ground
Dash, cheetah, dash
Where all I have is lukewarm cash
In heaven we will all understand one another
Coming up for air our incentive of insecurity of the ego
By the grace of God we weather the storm
Faithful till the end
I should have a few good days of it
Taken as ascetic wisdom to the renunciation of sin
Can we in time lose or win
As still I harden my heart to their word of wisdom
Unwilling to quit my favorite things
Found only on the the side is the will to be clean
For themes rooted in us rebooted
To but prod us on....
Divine Love Of Beatrice
3-13-18
On divine love of Beatrice
Can we make it today
By purgatory in this lifetime
I can see it but I don't want to be it
As indespensible footnotes and deep sea fishing boats
And electoral votes as destruction dots
But await in soaring flight into paradise
Lost in space for that great gig in the heavens
In the dark woods of error and still our war on terror
Behold this is all true
In the me that is on you
Where money is always a problem
And problematic is our pocket
Bigger than our eye socket
Enough to pull one more rocket
Taking the other way and the long way round
Of redeeming love and search within and above....
As Love Labors
3-13-18
As due to sing the song of redeeming love
And never mind fitting the hand into the other glove
Food for the belly and belly for the food
For marmolade jelly
I get my toast into the mood
No surprises please risen beyond reason
Can you feel so now on all I'm just dreaming
Ye are stripped of all but pride in them and us
Don't miss the bus rooted in the me
Where the preacher was busy in me and in you
Do you even understand what you read?
Of Philip the surrendered
Who knows who is who
I am nothing on my own in ups and downs
And golden crowns to some extent of wrath
You decide and you establish the lawn joined house to house.....
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