The Loom, of So
The Weaver,
of
The Web of Pearls,
and
The Cloak of Simplicity,
and
The Tapestry, of God’s Heart . . .
from . . . sumWhere deep, and hard to get to . . .
Monthly Archives: August 2011
and woven, on The Loom of So
ThisGuise
Messages, of the most profound Truth,
are wrapped, in The Cloak of Simplicity . . .
from Book II, The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Ninth DoveTale – The Ring of Friendship
and Patience, is The Space between
The Gleaning of Life
when U cannot formulate The Question,
U shall never understand The Answer . . .
from . . . sumWhere . . .
sumWhere, along The Way
when The Tumblers click
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listen to The Wind, inside Your Heart,
for it is There, The Answers, abound,
hear a silent Voice of an Angel’s Past,
echoing Light, of the Slightest Sound,
behold The Song of Your Bless’d Life,
a Symphony, of Moments, All Around,
and it is There, The Answers remain,
until The Key, to Your Heart, is found . . .
from an ancient Journal, and long forgotten, a Post at Poets and Writers Forum ( of Love, Again ) 08/1998
on Ships, of Light
Sic Itur Ad Astra
( The Beginning )
Thus, We go to The Stars . . .
from The Voyage of Kings – A StoryTeller’s Dream, and Book III, The Diamond – The Last Page
ReignBeau, Seeker
Ivory Tiger
( Ebony Eyes )
Cultural Diversity, is The Nectar, that enRiches
the Well from which We draw Our Nourishment,
as Artists and Illustrators of The Tapestry of Life . . .
as We write, if We cannot paint Our Colors into
The Fabric, then, We must close Our Eyes, for
in a land called noWhere, Suns will never Rise . . .
while I, under this Guise of A Multitude, choose
to portray Any of Many Faces, so My Intent, is to
eliminate the Specter of Race from the Minds of
Those, who are without benefit of a Mind, at All . . .
from Book II, The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Third DoveTale – The Rail of Sighs
The Savoring
Pearls, of Wine
( and Roses )
Words flown, for Eyes beyond Our Own,
must carry with Them, The Clarity of
Truth, The Wisdom of Reason,
and whenEver, The Art,
of Simplicity . . .
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Words flown,
for Eyes beyond Our Own,
must carry with Them, The Clarity
of Truth, The Wisdom of Reason,
and, whenEver, The Art,
of Simplicity . . .
from Book II, The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Third DoveTale – The Rail of Sighs
Like this:
The Infinite Lea
RingBearer
( Yes )
U, have become the Single, and most Significant Woman in My Life,
because U have offered Me, what All The Rest, simply cannaught give,
because U have brought Me, what All The Rest, simply cannaught own,
because U have taught Me, what All The Rest, simply cannaught know,
because U have granted Me, what All The Rest, simply cannaught be,
and because, living without U, would be noWhere near living, at All . . .
Book I, The Ring ( First Light ) The Twelfth DoveTale - The Passion of Innocence
Knowing, is The Child
The Temerity Prayer
God grant Me the Patience to
reject the Things I cannot change,
Compassion to change the Things I can,
and finally the Wisdom, to bestow The Difference . . .
from Book I, The Ring ( First Light ) The Eighth DoveTale - The Rock of Patience
Ascend, in The Clouds
A Strange Her, in The Crowd
( Mother, of God )
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as She stood, there, before The Cross, watching The Agony, of Her Loss,
She heard The Light, of His Voice, through, and through . . .
All This, will surely come Again, for These,
are The Follies, of Men, and
They know naught,
what They do . . .
and while She did pray,
His Light, went Away,
for He, was Her Sun, too . . .
from Book I, The Ring ( First Light ) The Ninth DoveTale - The Windmills of Eden
