Local Knowledge,
Will always give you the edge,
On what bets to hedge,
Where best to plant a hedge,
Where not to dredge.
Ask a local and pay no fee,
Get the best info for free,
Even comes with a cup of tea,
And a garden in full bloom to see.
With local input,
You can increase your output,
With no no time out,
To hear the locals shout,
why were we not told about.
If you want long term profit,
Local knowledge will always be a better fit,
And save the need for a costly refit.
Best of all time for more golf will be a given,
So, why not give in,
Meet with the locals at their local Inn,
Put your original plan in the bin,
Giving logic time to settle in.
,
I counted stars behind the glass,
while prayers like feathers fell—
each strike of ruler, each cold heart,
was heaven’s tolling bell.
They said my silence was a sin,
my dreams a devil’s tongue,
but I could hear the world within,
the songs the atoms sung.
The floor was stone, the hours long,
my fingers traced the air—
a symphony of light and wrong,
and mercy, unaware.
They could not cage what they could not see,
nor burn the crystal mind—
for I was born of mystery,
and truth they left behind.
Now still I walk in measured grace,
through corridors of pain,
and every bruise became a place
where stars return again.
Self doubt
Disappear
No purpose do you serve
How dare you creep into my head
You have a bloody nerve!
You are not wanted
Get out of my brain
Dangerous and disliked
Disappear
Beat it….on your bike!
He gave us so much
showed off Moonwalk and Thriller
move over Elvis
Jimmy, you beat it once
but now it's back, full force
Now we shall see the power of prayer
to remove the threatening dark horse
Cancer is a vile disease
we were with you then
and we are with you now
to practice the power of prayer
Though this time is not as the last
for one who is in Priestly study,
to show compassion as a friend
and pray as a theology student
yes one can do both, perhaps
that may make it more powerfull
that power of prayer, that we share
I want you to know that it is there
you beat it once with the power of prayer, you can do it again.
May the Lord grasp that cancer and pluck it from your body, and bring you back
to the wholeness you were, for yourself and Linda my Q10, my best friend.......
In the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit We Pray.............
Taz
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