Monday, November 11, 2024

MAKE THY BED




MAKE THY BED


A wise young sage to me once said

Rise in the morn and make thy bed

Great wisdom this was to my mind

That helps me pause and then rewind

To set in order, start of day

I set aright the bed I lay

And put to sleep the past I messed

To start anew on paths now blest


So tuck the corners make them tight

To stead the weight that's placed tonight

Then smooth the sheets of wrinkles made

To wipe the slate of struggles weighed

Now fluff the pillows plump as hens

That from the mind your worries cleanse

Pledge, make thy bed, set habit fast

Receive its strength and blessings vast.



Sunday, November 10, 2024

VENUS




VENUS


Venus, Venus Gaia's twin
Rocky surface, hot as sin
Brightly shines like a jeweled crown
Draped in the deepest ebony gown
Your sultry shine cause all to gaze
But closer look we see your haze
Smuld'ring clouds of toxic breath
Lures all living to their death
Long ago thy surface shape
Was once a lush blue oceanscape
Volcanic cones now dot your skin
Bellowing clouds to their chagrin
Raining wastes at a rapid rate
Makes us think of Earth's own fate
Venus, Venus Gaia's same
Slowly turning round in shame

Saturday, November 2, 2024

LET GO

 


LET GO


If would the World but willed to friend and foe

Of dove and olive branch this troth to show,

If would we only but this act be known

To set aside our sharpened spear or stone

And pledge our trust to He above alone

That He for us and for our foes atone

To bury that which bruise and breaketh bone

Or bend its ore to plows that prune and hoe

And with these tools make verdant gardens grow

Then we this people blind to what we owe

May once again seek out this truth to know

That He has mapped prophetic paths to go

Which lead through fields as white as fallen snow

So choose this day to let Him work and sow

Within your hearts to beat and ever flow

A peace once preached from thither long ago

When stood we all in wondrous glory's glow

Return with me, let lion and the doe

Together rsst and cease their endless roe

Repent from this our constant heavy woe 

And rise to heights from darkest places low

Inherit now His celestial sealed chateau

Hate's heavy weights, let go, let go let go

MAKE THY BED

MAKE THY BED A wise young sage to me once said Rise in the morn and make thy bed Great wisdom this was to my mind That helps me pause and th...