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+ 1ST POEMS: Written Toward The Time Of My Burial
. . . Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth . . .
---Revelation 14:13
Some have died outside the Faith.
None have died outside the Love of God through Christ.
Some have died outside the esteem of others.
Some have died into their own self-esteem---
the bottomless Pit, a swirl of steel-gray agonies,
and they scream, "Stop the steel. Stop the steel."
For the sake of our fellowship among the Faithful,
bury me among the dead common Christians;
in the sight of the tombs of dead common Christians---
the redeemed of the Church, the great congregation,
to whom the joy of Christ's gift of the common Salvation
was and is, and ever shall be, their souls' chief exultation;
those whose souls still abide
in the prayer, Let God be magnified.
Starward
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...quite sad on one side
...quite sad on one side quite sobering on another and still solemn on another facet. Sure that as this sits and simmers it will produce so much more that the short lines first convey.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Thank you for those kind
Thank you for those kind words!
Starward