*1*
How did the sweet rain
transubstantiate
to juice of pear
*2*
No longer is she necrophagous
pulled to meatcounter necropolis.
By stars of dawn
she was drawn
to a sunny and kind theopolis.
*3*
How have dawn's pink beams turned
silver moonlight
to gold mornlight?
*4*
With what power has the sun melted
the hellshell and made fluid the
love of his heart
*
*5*
See! the stonehard black applewood branch
has burst into soft blooms of fluttering blanche
(to J Dunlap and to resurrection while in the body in general)
DEFENSE ATTORNEY
There is karma in being
a justice or a prosecutor
sitting in judgment of others.
There is much less karma
in being a defense attorney,
unconditionally loving
the hundredth lambs of
society, as guardian angels
speak before God's throne
about our divine insides
-saiom shriver-
wow, that's all I can say, wow.
Great Poem
Oh, for the Defense Attorney to be pure ...! That is the only way to true Justice: pure enough to repent and then to accept forgiveness ... That must be the ultimate task of the Defense Attorney ... to bring to repentance ... Myra