I’m in Rubber soled Sneakers
held together by Glue
Made from Wild Horses.
held together by Glue
Made from Wild Horses.
Put together by fingers
on a Faraway shore
Driven by a master devoid of love and
Understanding.
on a Faraway shore
Driven by a master devoid of love and
Understanding.
Toe nails covered by cotton unkind.
Lessons of Love radiate
Lessons of Love radiate
In my Mind,
The soles of my feet pray for rain
while neurons in my brain
fire this painful refrain.
The soles of my feet pray for rain
while neurons in my brain
fire this painful refrain.
:)
ReplyDeleteAfter recent conversations I have gone back and reflected considerably. I know I am improperly extrapolating things-- removing things from their proper context and placing them into one of my own choosing. But I have deeply enjoyed re-examining judeo-christian scripture and reading it as humanist/mystic metaphor. Their call to god is literal, but I am abstracting it. That is incorrect, but ooooh baby does it lead to riches.
The Psalms, oh heavens-to-betsy, are they diamond.
137
By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
when we remembered Zion.
2 There on the poplars
we hung our harps,
3 for there our captors asked us for songs,
our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
4 How can we sing the songs of the Lord
while in a foreign land?
5 If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand forget its skill.
6 May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem
my highest joy.
7 Remember, Lord, what the Edomites did
on the day Jerusalem fell.
“Tear it down,” they cried,
“tear it down to its foundations!”
8 Daughter Babylon, doomed to destruction,
happy is the one who repays you
according to what you have done to us.
9 Happy is the one who seizes your infants
and dashes them against the rocks.
I am off to family festive, but more later.