invigorating

Invigorating
3-28-18

By tonic to invigorate
Lower your defense
There's nothing here to hate
The hardest part is the wait
As to lament and to pine
Almost eight years now without the sweet wine
Where we are not consumed because His compassions fail not
Given more things to write about
A baby cries upon entering a cold world
And I am their music to but admire it
For new covenant ministry triumphant on tables of stone
The latter remain intact of mystic rhythms in a canopy of stars
Given another testament
Every writer has one thou and today under skies of plainness of gray
Where the veil lies on our hearts
Please don't misunderstand for opinions provided
Saved from the water
Every writer has his covenants....






Every Morning New
3-28-18

Waiting for her call
Ready to rock and roll
And such I am already doing
As fresh coffee is brewing
My bad agency
As God knows my soft spots
For the fullness of the gospel
As to put a stop to gossip
O, soon we know our need  still rocking in the breeze
Around the borders of Noph yet to be taken captive again
Turning my calendar page three days before the month of March expires
Jesus, the Lord is preached
But I'd rather have it charismatic Easter morning
As making us sufficient
You move me as to surpass and excel
I don't know what I'm hoping to find
As transfigured where our idea of God is only in the mind
Nevertheless God today please be kind
And bring hope to the downtrodden....





Quite Simply
3-28-18

Take no thought of the time
And it will pass even when ones arse is grass
For music in the abstract
God give me that mustard seed of faith that goes a long way
And a brother asks, "You know why that is?"
And the rest of it went out the window
Taking crazy notes as to spend the night in Zion
Of ministry not of deceit
This is all I know as it constitutes where it has been
Suspended on a new level upon which we depended
Nevertheless it is who I am today
To keep complexity at bay
Like the hue of me and you
"Do you know why that is?"
Sometimes the answer is nay as given the yea....





Latter Letter
3-28-18

Of God's moral law broken again
A token for the when God have me to vent a tad today
As with glory as to tell my story
As truth, the letter getting to me
The better glad to see you soon for we are not as of many
And she is worth more than a pretty penny
For our tears to but heal all fears we might feel
We sometimes get our signals crossed
Free to make inquiry wanting to run the big machines
And I am their music
Learning to watch a heatwave soon to roll over us
Lachrymal strong enough to but love
Covering textures of my books on humpday
Meaning something for the man that works otherwise
As the veil is removed for our hearts to but prove
Do what you need to do
Where the doctrine is the glue
In the me and in you.....