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Unscrutinized (Of Cycle's Wheel)

5-21-20

Constantly looking for it 

As to quiver hope in the dying world of my love

Quenching all portraits on concluding land

Where pleasure is else-wise as to run it in duty 

To return to it and the wanted swine of my own eyes 

Made into my Cetology of main creatures 

All for the Jesus 

Someone needs a hug 

In a sword seeking her afresh 

Finding nothing in the void 

Passing underneath 

Call it a tide receding mind by odds 

Of shortening in fell five cycles on wheels 

Unscrutinized as to take it next time around.....

Meadow's Run (Blossoms Of Beatitudes)

5-21-20

Love is more than stuff where the dove 

Is more than enough 

Where blind men learn of the sun as to meet the maiden 

Upon a fervent shore staging the homesick 

Feet given a vision all for another squirrel 

In blue beloved air and blossoms of beatitudes for the onset 

As one to write about the sporadic as the sun comes up on new watches 

For our Cycle's Wheel to run rains to your side 

Next time I go there from one painted rehearsal 

To ones learning of how to apply it.....

Signal Weal And Siren Woe (Sovereign Anguish)

5-21-20

O signal woe 

I ask you most of all 

In palling Isinglass upon stressed syllables 

In minority invaders to stay the homesick 

In blue reserved rum 

and another busy day 

As brooms in meadows run inspection 

To almost die of thirst 

O, cry the blood for this remission 

At one with Layla and Cycles of Wheels for consenting 

Up with it to be alright 

This time I tarry son Tamath 

I've centuries for love in vain 

In blue believer bested amid vows as you learn to transport 

And die in Christ as to live it out...