James Long Poet Prose Poetry

~ (~) ~ Praying Under the Gravity of Apples ~ (~) ~ (Part #2 of 2) ~ (~) ~

As the thunder rolls away above and beyond the-
hills there over yonder with the fish jumping now 
black crows above me hackling, cows bellowing moo, 
geese cackling... frogs appearing by the dozen's 
hopping around looking at me rather curiously 
as to say "Look out for them apples" jumping 
into the stream showing their joyous bottoms 
off to me before they hop in the waters ribbit, 
ribbit, ribbit-thunk splashing. So with all of 
this, you could say I'm feeling rather 
humbled just like Newton I would 
assume. All giddy and-enlightened 
and evermore heartened I'm sure 
and a little dizzy yet as he would 
be too, still I would presume. 
Running head-on with this 
proposal. 

That with God, given  the gravity-
of it being whatever the situation or-
circumstance, whether with my eyes-
opened or be it them fully closed. Still, 
with my patient Friend I'm learning, 
though I seem to be having a real hard 
hard time at it myself, being rather-
stubborn at the moment, but as I-
know it is well with Him... as-
He is always open to-
me and my prayers, 
I am aware as I 
know my fate, 
with-Him, is-
secured.


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