Beyond All Capacity (Cut Adrift)
2-9-19
Falling at the foot of thee
Literally human just to see He become one of you and me
Not only true of the greatest beyond all capacity in this state of being
Among contemplative desert fathers forming our unyielding phalanx
All for Sisters of Mercy in your presence and today it's do or die
Known as the works of this existence as so Jesus was a realist just as well
O, bind your turban and recharge your headlight and dare not inquire
"Why me?" as divinized and downsized.....
Anker Ansate
2-9-19
As I write to myself
It's who I am as if composing for God
As I cram for the exam as desperation gets you every time
As being divinized but not for rumor all for transparent mobility
As to succinctly examine oneself closing my eyes to see more lightbulbs unequivocal
I do nothing of myself in being trampled underfoot
Loop at the toe shaped like a "T"
I do nothing of myself Abba Father
I take another book down from my shelf
Ah, Lord God that we might grow
To believe all unknowingly no more to deceive....
Pay Up Parthia
2-9-19
O, do we seem to sit at His left hand
Woe, O weal as to bridle a bit
To be one to understand the sheer faces of love
Spirit giveth testimony for our God above
Taking a walk with your sister all the way to Neptune
Somehow and by the grace of God waxing again is the moon
And you would not believe me even if I were telling the truth of ones inmost self
Seest such sooth in a broad sense next to strip naked
Time to kiss the sky and learn how to kneel
But today I choose Folgerberg for a change of pace....
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