GIVE PAUSE
All breaks come due
Every filled gorged hour
In just known little moments
Never one pertinent question
Raising some tension, usually vocally
When x-raying your zip
Alluring
Bouquet
Carnations
Delivered.
Envelope
Florist
Gorgeous,
Honoring
Inks
Journey
Keeping
Love
Moreover
Needing
Ours.
Purposely
Quickening
Revealed
Safety
Transforming
Unselfish
Value
Wreathing;
X-raying;
Yearning;
Zen!
Aim to answer the big questions and go—
beyond the scope of science and religion,
challenging assumptions and beliefs.
Define concepts and terms,
explore the arguments and evidence,
find the flaws and fallacies,
guiding the inquiry of dialogue.
Hope with your whole self to reach some clarity, wisdom.
Inspire curiosity and wonder;
join tradition and history,
knowing no limits, only possibilities-
learn from the masters and your critics.
Make the connections and distinctions,
nurturing virtues and values alike.
Open the mind and heart.
Pursue truth and meaning, at the same time
questioning reality and knowledge.
Reason with logic and ethics,
seeking the beauty and harmony within
the testing of hypotheses and theories.
Understand self, and other, the same as
viewing the world and life,
writing thoughts and ideas,
x-raying the hidden and unknown,
yearning for the good and right.
Zenith of thought dreamt greater than Horatio.
A beautiful chameleon doesn't ever find good hue identity. Just keeping leaf marks, not only... Petals quickly read some twilighting under vast waterfalls.
X-raying yellow zigzags.
King of kings, He is on the throne,
Lord of lords, He rules the earth,
Mighty God, comparable to none,
Never-ending One, who can measure His worth?
Only Potentate, He is true and just,
Perfect, He is the Ancient of days,
Quenches the soul when on Him we trust,
Righteous, inscrutable are all His ways.
Shepherd and Bishop, our souls does He keep,
To Him be all glory forever and ever,
Unsearchable are His judgments so deep,
Victorious, He will reign as King forever.
Who is there like unto our God?
X-raying us, every thought He has read
Yesterday, today and forever, He is Lord,
Zealous to perform all that He has said.
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8.9.16
A day, another chance to grow
By everything I see and know
Cut perfect out of God’s own life
Drawn by the Master’s pallet knife
Everything moves onward not still
For all will work for good, it will
God knows surely all my ways
He has been planning all my days
I look and sometimes do not see
Joy that the Planner planned for me
Know this that although night assails
Love will be curing all that ails
My days are made to show God’s love
New glory always from above
One life is all I have to live
Perhaps you have some life to give
Quite simply all is made for you
Rest now in Him, He’ll see you through
Still on He works in every way
To give you blessings every day
Until you look where you can’t see
Visions of heaven seem to flee
Will you reach out into the light
X-raying all that is not right
Your time on earth is but a test
Zip on up high with all the rest
In the embers of history
I am fascinated by law
Thrilled by its prowls
A seeming pull on us to fit in
Or face the consequences
Its tenets bound
By the complications of non-compliance
I witness daily the struggle within
The lopsided internal dialogue
To be or not to be
Quickened by a hush drive to get in
But at what cost, what dire consequences
The law reminds and punishes
History watches and records
Diligently x-raying our actions and inactions
For the day of reckoning
I love history
In the end, we shall all be judged by history
Our legacy and not law
by e.r offor
Alone, barricaded can disrupt everyone for great, hours instantly jacking killers lives moving near openings, people questioning; resistance, strayed, torn. Universe versus war, x-raying yonder zest.
Andy Brook calls death every figure
guided,
hidden in jars,
killed living mellow nights,
opened presidentially,
queerness rules specially
to ultra-violet waves
x-raying Yeisha's zygospore.
Anticipating, beckoning, casting demonic, enviable fury, gazing hungrily inside, jutting kerosene, littering masses never opted, putrefying quills, reverting sympathy, turning upside-down…vaccinating whim, x-raying yesteryears…zero in
There’s a sign right on the wall,
In case you’re feeling nervous,
That payment is expected at
The time you’re getting service.
You’re possibly distracted
‘Cause they’re x-raying your head.
They want your money right up front
In case you end up dead.
The sign is a reminder
Lest you maybe will forget.
This test is just a gamble
And they’re counting on your bet.
So whether you’re a winner
Or, unluckily, you lose,
The house accumulates the chips
And you cannot refuse.
And so you cough the payment up
By cash or card or check,
And sit around and wait
As they are shuffling the deck.
You’ve anted up, you’re in the game;
You’re in the dealer’s pull.
No matter if you win or lose,
You’ve paid your debt in full.
Sometimes, you just have to let go,
Erasing the doubt in your mind,
X-raying your heart, first, to find
Understanding, from head to toe.
All I want is for you to know
Love; The kind that will not be blind,
In order to stay on the grind,
Zeroing in to win down low.
Accept my invitation, please,
To join me in states of pleasure.
I am not one trying to tease,
Or devalue what you treasure.
Now that your mind is put at ease,
Share with me just a small measure.
This is my ABC
African
Black
Captain
Departing
Ethiopia
Farmer
Guiding
Heed
Indefinite
Justice
Kingdom
Leadership
Mother
Nuclear
Obligation
Provision
Queen
Represents
Soulful
Talent
Useful
Vision
Wisdom
X-raying
Yesteryear
Zones
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