the sky
sometimes
its the very mother
of my so reaching thoughts
and so enamored of it am I
that I envision myself
a paramount part of its
amazing blue
as I have always believed
God is up there you know
watching over me and you
when in such company
I feel I am empowered to
believe that I can leap
buildings of steel ingrained
personal faith
that are far taller than Atlas
himself own punishment
for I am most assuredly
forever
Me
unique
through and through
my immaculate dreams
are the only things that truly change
since true vision carries with it
no guide able memory
therefor
memory in its truest sense
must only aspire then
to use the eloquence of vision's grace
just as
in the same regarded notion
two places
no matter how glorious they be
in each their own separate right
they can not boast together
by pride's more prissy affliction
over the same man's awe
it is just not done that way
by either some yet known law
or God's own decree
though
'Every Dream's Castle'
still
continues to build
each its own selected momentum
in us all
clarity of spirit only further
reminds us of on certain incredible
"J.C."
so
no matter now insignificant the dream
know that still
the castle is there
just waiting to be found
for it has to be
just that way
so look for it
only
not just with the ability of
thine limited eyes
but with the so very strong and
over lapping reach of thy repeatedly
wounded heart
as well
for some would rather choose to describe
such important matters search
as the fabled 'Clouds Silver Lining'
but I say
look God in the heart
and his love's very awe
shall belovedly bath
even your every fear's
foolish endeavor
as the soul is after all
God's own masterful engineering
to the physical body's greater conscience
while his so very precious coveted love
is our own most cherished memories'
protective shawl
so yes dear siblings to mine own soul
God is indeed good
he loves us only the better
even when we deliberately choose to ignore
his comforting grace
that alone should speak volumes of his
very greatness
in obvious stark comparison to
man's own so very small self...............
(Oct. 3, 1998)