Encourage Him
5-3-18
Encourage him to do his thing in a world uncertain
As he refrains to draw that curtain
As to extricate and no more take it for granted
Throw some bread to the ducks instead
Drawing the other eleven curtains as to enmesh for the office call
As to toil and thresh in Modus Operandi
Mutual and coactive as to ingest and assimilate
I can show you others such as me in no mean task
O, such a power neglected powerless on its own
You're not alone all for rams' skins dyed red
Today you are with me as to disentangle
Wake up now
This is the time you've been waiting for
As clearer than water flows the juice laden Vatican the Second
It won't be long for the sermon we apply to life
As to assemble as to abide therein forevermore.....
Yea Or Nay (Nothing More)
5-3-18
Of sacred liturgy
It would be wise to say yea or nay and nothing more
And keep it pure for the healing power of this sacrament
A handshake from a fathom away as heaven knows what I am to say
As to bring olive oil to burn always
Now that I make enough room for three more
For blessing by the score
And a hanging of scarlet and blue
As still I wait for you
This veil is rent in the midst
Still in need for new shoes
So we can bring around the good news
Yea, make that court and answer yea or nay
And nothing more behind the jagged crest
Of out beetling altar of Acacia
And horns in four corners....
Miter And Girdle
5-3-18
Green Baam and meet Abraham
Great value for three dollars
All for cat flea collars as clouds pass over
The face of the moon
And I am not to impose today on my main Rose
As saith Carlyle and a question almost impossible to answer
As if in the most holy place
I still have my Grace and she will live on in Jesus
Believe it or not like the engravings of a signet
The bondage is all part of the training
Glad to see it in such a way still contemplating
Set in ouches for the Kangaroo and her pouches
Rehashing Quaternions in robe and broidled coat
In miter and in girdle and the main vice out of my control
In transcending capacity of twisted faces and furrowed brows
Back in my Polyana
We see fit to celebrate and observe....
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