Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Poem On Jeremiah 6:16

I thank You, Lord:  You always guide me back,

after I have strayed due to envy's or discontent's attack

(when my small spiritual strength becomes even more slack),

to return to the given appellation,

and the meanings it holds in personal constellation.


J-Called

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sometimes, I am like a constipated horse's ass.  Even then, the Lord does not abandon me.

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