There is death all around,
but there is also life
To find Solid Ground,
man must find a wife
For every second that goes by,
there is a finite line-
the seperates our first cry,
from the day our life resigns
For every day
there is a night
For every "yea"
there is a light-
Which illuminates
the dawn of reason;
Earth Mother awaits
the sacrificial season
She moans and groans
in anticipation-
and constantly hones
this human situation
These social interactions
are part if the scene-
The Angels sing of satisfaction,
of all that has been-
For if ALL of these things
did not exist,
I could not bring
this poetic list
And your reality
of other dimensions,
there are on fact, many
other comprehensions
There is so much more
to all we now know;
to consider that door
is an enlightening blow
For every white,
there is a black;
every front,
there is a back
Every YES,
a resounding NO;
I must confess,
as autumn winds blow
Across the expanse
of Mother Earth;
this cosmic dance
we struggle from birth
For every gift-
a sacrifice
You will feel a lift,
so don't think twice
When you are chosen,
or "called" to serve-
to be one of those in
the ones who preserve
The Holy Writ,
our credible guide
Utilize sober wit,
and don't try to hide!
For every light
there is a dark
Strive to do right,
you will be a spark
That will be seen
traversing this sphere
You will be keen,
so while you are here
Be your very best,
then give a bit more!
This scene is truly a test,
so give them what for!
For every noise,
there is a lull
Every choice,
there is a pull
In one of three
absrtact directions-
what will be, will be
a specific selection
So be that spark,
getting brighter
as your ship sails,
your soul will get lighter
As the Hart pants
after the water Brooks
so my soul pants
for Thee, oh Lord
Seek the light
and you will find it
Do what is right
and when found, bind it
Around your heart
and those in the dark
will see your part
as a holy spark-
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Author Notes
"Gravity may put the planets into motion, but without the divine Power, it could never put them into such a circulating motion as they have about the Sun; and therefore, for this as well as other reasons, I am compelled to ascribe the frame of this System to an intelligent Agent."
Isaac Newton
Recently in Sacramento are there have been a number of shootings. A 26 year old female officer was killed by Thrift Town second hand store about two months ago. Then last month, we were standing here and heard some gunshots and found out that a man had been killed and Hagginwood Park.
This is what gave me the inspiration to start this poem, which sometimes turn out much differently than I had a picture it when I started writing.
Relevant Scripture:
Psalm 42:1
As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
(A Hart is a deer)
119:11 Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.
written this 19th day of October 2019 at 10: 44 p. m.
may you be blessed
Brother Badger
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