bajanblueOPSpeightstown, Saint Peter Barbados3,724 posts
I believe that I can walk between the spaces in the walls, slide by electrons dodging atoms as I go drawn fine by the stretch of faith in insubstantial things that make the world go round or stop short for conversation that puckers up the lips it is so bitter; but I have faith that in the morning sun will rise because it did today and no one sent a memo saying darkness was eternal from now on, and I believe that Man is good and could be full of love if freed of chains that hold his vision hard in one direction only horse with blinders so it will not shy and tilt the cart to show the apples are all tainted by the serpent, the angels have all gone because the World is home to Man and now it is his job to make it grow so in a thousand thousand years the seeds left here will flower, or will we wither on the vine, our talent rusting in the rain of heaven's tears?
bajanblue: I believe that I can walk between the spaces in the walls, slide by electrons dodging atoms as I go drawn fine by the stretch of faith in insubstantial things that make the world go round or stop short for conversation that puckers up the lips it is so bitter; but I have faith that in the morning sun will rise because it did today and no one sent a memo saying darkness was eternal from now on, and I believe that Man is good and could be full of love if freed of chains that hold his vision hard in one direction only horse with blinders so it will not shy and tilt the cart to show the apples are all tainted by the serpent, the angels have all gone because the World is home to Man and now it is his job to make it grow so in a thousand thousand years the seeds left here will flower, or will we wither on the vine, our talent rusting in the rain of heaven's tears?
Unfortunately I'm not feeling so optimistic this morning... and I see withering and rusting. I really feel like banging my head at the narrow mindedness and ignorance I see... maybe when I wake up I'll be able to have some faith.
We must be on some sort of cosmic wave length, you are always keying into my emotions with your words!
bajanblueOPSpeightstown, Saint Peter Barbados3,724 posts
jbibiza: Unfortunately I'm not feeling so optimistic this morning... and I see withering and rusting. I really feel like banging my head at the narrow mindedness and ignorance I see... maybe when I wake up I'll be able to have some faith.
We must be on some sort of cosmic wave length, you are always keying into my emotions with your words!
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that I can
walk between the spaces
in the walls, slide by electrons
dodging atoms as I go
drawn fine by the stretch
of faith in insubstantial things
that make the world go round
or stop short for conversation
that puckers up the lips
it is so bitter; but I have faith
that in the morning sun
will rise because it did today
and no one sent a memo
saying darkness was eternal
from now on, and I believe
that Man is good and could
be full of love if freed of chains
that hold his vision hard
in one direction only
horse with blinders
so it will not shy
and tilt the cart
to show the apples
are all tainted by the serpent,
the angels have all gone
because the World is home
to Man and now it is his job
to make it grow so in
a thousand thousand years
the seeds left here will flower,
or will we wither on the vine,
our talent rusting
in the rain
of heaven's tears?