Monday, July 8, 2019

cunning

Good God Among The Cunning
2-22-19

All in jest to go west
No more stagnant
I mean to be at my best rest of all is this His land
We are only stewards drifting as if alienated Laban, stranger that fiction
Fleeing into the wilderness all for our Joseph Yoder at Rushsylwanin
Let God do the sorting to rush here
O, hush about your dream beer
How is it with my upstairs and petty grievances
As Christians are heirs together of the grace of life as to fill the sandal
Yea, I need a new pair for our dark star sleeping next to the reflecting back on the previous week.....





On Second Nephi 3:28
2-22-19

securing the brass plates by stratagem
God have your way with me in my life today
On dry ground and armies of Pharaoh after sorting for one more hour
To find it fit to break my fast to whom it may concern
Yes, I could laugh about it and chortle it off in Wills Hakeman
No need to worry about Monday
O, create in me a new attitude and put me in the mood for real food
O, renew in me a right spirit
Read about it in Psalm fifty-one
The age soon I'll be shooting from seeing no use in stepping out again
O, how will we contend with horses as Lemuel did speak hard words....





Time For My Third Class
2-22-19

All for smoke, juice and junk
Record broke in Bruce
Tomorrow's funk O, gather for thyself
The weapons of love wielded casting out all fear
Everlasting in all that we come to hear
In God among the cunning
What can weaken me now as passion is as love times ten
In my woolgathering of wonder and weal for their thunder to soon again steal
Where I didn't know how good I had in keeping a clean nose with guru and mule
My insane plan actually worked
Falling into the void in inhabiting my body fully
And old tricks in a new book
Take another true look
In Cooksen......







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