As if the present isn't enough to bare
Snore silently Bear to hibernate?
Bear to breath, to breath two less? A Key?
A litmus to bare witness? game of chess?
Is this what one must bare
because of a childhood prayer?
Upon the Moonlit stains stare,
heavy weight, lashes of they that care?
Exposing the worlds whole wool sheared
with the rabbit ond the hair? Slay her fun?
Oh Mighty Father Lord, Jesus thy Son holds me
to care to boldly with flair.Flare, fife and drum?
I beseech thee lord though d**h beat
through a childs' cry the soul to keep
The Angels of dark into the night
Mankind shudders as the invisible move time.
shall I soon awake from this long dream
times clock rewound in the spur of a spring?
The Burr of the a**ess a far gone swing
Leavened bread sweetened for the final tasting?
No, sit in wait Angels eyes at the gate?
Gods hand mixes the goddesses of late,
Nectorine juices dripping satiate,tainted Lace?
Heavenly Father I pray...You only..Create.
Upon the little dipper sits the moonlite at the sea
drifted to the Amsterdams unplugged once again
Saint to sinner what are the City limits
Well as us modern folk say....Now that's called
Bare and grin it.
NO pun intended, not intentionally anyway.
Every life has a sin in it. Peace! Lights out!