When we go to moon
we have been in big balloon
like a looney toon
memory applied
when river would open wide
had been at high tide
conducted caper
to become conservator
of her curvature
of time when in expanse
ended up splitting my pants
planting perfect plant
Deo
Conservator, Investigator, Pastor, Diplomat-Truth-Teller
Sibling of a Royal Priesthood, a CHOSEN Generation, Adopted by Abba
Lover of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
We are inclined to slavery; addicted to mental processes; hating Silences!
Fears our tomorrows will be stillborn - we awake churning old thoughts, hates
I'd like to slow down body and thinking before bed, watch that mind, love
In ReNewEd Earth, State of Grace
FORGIVEN
Lessons to learn from you, oh Salmon
great fish!, strong navigator;
How highly focused you are, attaining
your goals oh great curator.
Moving and strong currents do not deter
your maternal instinct;
Aware that your destiny ends where you
were spawned in your precinct.
So much to learn from the journey of your
life, oh great conservator!.
Moon Madness
“April 1, 2008 -- Justice Marshall McComb, 82, did not contest his wife’s petition
to be named conservator of his estate after she told the court her husband
is ‘obsessed with the moon. He gets quite excited about it . . . He enjoys it, but
it’s not a normal enjoyment of the moon.’ ”
And so it seems mortal men,
from their spring of time,
seldom pays homage to me
as my night light over earth shines.
Mad, they call all which love me,
but the truth be known and yet
my midnight glow is all the gold
that Marshall McComb will get.
Because he loved me, his jealous wife,
has taken all the rest.
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