Response to trite, the fools disband
to break up solemn trust, now banned
this pagan entity at hand
does turn the righteous from expand!
That adding on grace' contraband
is Soul's renewal, take a stand
refreshing like the summit's span
to gain configuration, land!
From all dissension heal, not damn
this brave encounter, witness grand
the mind's direction open and
the course' attention revels scan!
To comb reality by strand
my own divesture is so planned
the worth of angels in command
a higher level fitting, manned!
Is God's injunction of . . . I AM!
" YOUR Signature ... "
( Genesis 1: 1 / Rev. 4: 11 )
(Part 2 of 2)
YOUR Signature ...
Signs On All Existence's Account Ledgers
... Is A Literary, Moniker-Masterpiece
A Singularly, Most Stentorious-Stenography
As A Monogram-Monument That Documents
& Slants To Grammar-Mercy's Typed Guarrantee
(Yet Stands Upright In Justice & Audit-Identity)
YOUR Signature ...
Each Letter Is Love and Luminosity ...
A Stencil & Substance-Mark of Perfect Symmetry
and Punctuality With A Written-Resource-Resonance
A Sacred-Sequence of Letters Wrote In Such Serenity
Signed In Stone and On Souls and Of Sovereignty
YOUR Signature - - Reigns So Superlatively
YOUR Signature ...
Signs & Emblazons The Promises & Prophecy-Fixtures
and Heavenly Holy Scriptures
and Is The Greatest Designation In All of Literature
Throughout Space & Spirits & Strenuous Storms & Seas Divesture
Yes - - We See YOUR Masterstroke-Signature ...
We See YOUR Signature ...
( Rom. 1: 20 )
Written & Copyrighted © : 5/8/2014
by: MoonBee Canady
No divesture of this, the soul's remind
the will of intervention supplements
with watching's wrest, the citizenry not bind
to sameness value, while the truth is blind!
I then must separate from that ensuing kind
that regulate on vestige, inheritance assigned,
my courage has one merit, yet options are sublime
to change the course of wrongness, others leave so behind!
It is this costly virtue, no gain, no riches mined
but everlasting oneness, with those whose crowns were lined
with scars from no assuming goodness was just consigned
to those who blandish glory from past renowned refined!
It is the price of freedom, continuous ~ divine
that scourges not resumption, but "freshens" from confined!
"Sentenced but not silenced" Mandela, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King
James Bevel. (Gandhi and Jesus) Civil Rights Movers!
My trials, indenture, my regrets
Oh Lord, how solemn I accept
that punishment of knowing, its inept
forgive, forgive and then forget!
This solemn trail, my eyes still wet
climb in divesture, hoping, kept
be it not usuary, be it not debt
but character, that in striving, met!
And so my humble prayer's beget
is not to agonize bereft,
nor field, nor criticize concept,
but yield as wise, and yet, and yet!
‘ Whence Day Touches Night … ’ ( Metaphysical Poem # 5 )
Does Not Day … Touch Night
At One Instance of Time ? …
When Setting Sun … On The Horizon
Draped in Robust Pinks and Orange-Golden Capes
of Flowing Attire … Gently Retires
from Stage … and Engage, One, Last, Glowing Smile …
which Close 'Act One' and Cause … Applause
from Rows, Upon Rows
of Verdant Mounds, and then Bows
Half-to-Sacred-Ground … Half-to-Sanctioned-Crowds
… So, The Day Withdraws, with what We Saw
in Theatrical-Display … Threw One Last, Soft-Kissed-Sunray
in a Humble Gesture … of Divesture …
… and then God Be Praised! … Day doth’ Raised
It’s Fingers of Fire … to Admire the Purple Haze
And Indigo Hues … like Oncoming, Enveloping, Opaque Pews …
a Prelude to Darkened Glory … as Black as a Pitch Curtain – Oratory
and Us … as Observatory – Standing-Ovations
Spectators, to this Tapestry of Mastery
… Relieved Only by Moon-Cast-Light
and Thespian Star-Rings Bright …
Upstaging The Day, and All It’s Props For Height
Which had Performed With All It’s Might …
So, that We Remember … in Our Low-Sky-Sight
Whence One Instance of Time … Day Touched Night …