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Agape the power thereof,
The blessed form of our faith love,
Forms below, of faith above,
The power of our faith is dove,
Our body form is our love’s glove,
Our precept  brotherly love.
When agape's sloppy,
Gloves become poor copies!

Thank God, that nature’s form is love,
Nature’s beauty is from above,
Agape formed it’s own glove,
The form is faith and also love,
Actions of which no push or shove,
Beauties often written of,
Life is Love in action,
Love’s impulse, no faction! 

Beauty impulse of precept love,
Formed beauties below, are beloved,
Neatly fit, they are love’s gloves,
Of nature’s beautiful blossoms, 
Even Marsupial possums,
Or tree stands of beauty near,
The awesome white tail deer,
On a day’s beauty clear!

See in nature’s prenatal glove,
As the babe forms in wombs of love,
As of mother’s very heart,
New souls of new life do impart,
The precept of faith’s cosmic love,
Creates and forms, love as gloves,
Let consciousness  awake,
Cosmic conscience, no fake!

When forms of beauty become beast,
The impulse came not from the east,
Nor did arise from love’s yeast,
Beautiful forms of love’s passions, 
Sometimes conform to mind fashions.
Arise from illusion’s dream,
O beauty love supreme,
Arise from carnal scheme!

Love forms the beauty, not the beast!
`Tis of mind whence comes this deceased!
Love prior cause of lamb and fleece!
Renew your mind, and beast will cease!
This persuasion comes from true east, 
The Lord and Savior’s new feast.
It’s love’s prenatal care,
Tis our own beauty‘s fair!! 
 
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For: Focus on Syllables
In Honor of Catie Lindsey
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