There’s no analogy in life Sufficient for man with his wife Heavenly vision has contained That glory lest it be profaned- Of course though yet, a man may choose To cast away all Heaven’s views. Angels weep that desecration That destroys one flesh relation. But now- move on to brighter

He had hemmed me in Behind and before, Drew the lines that fall But I thought to soar Past sunsets that looked Like bars might prove more. Pastures green, like plain Bread, stale and dry Rolled on for days; Streams Meandered nearby- My eyes gazed elsewhere, I refused to lie.

To know the inscrutable Eternal God, This is where my heart Must trod. To know Him near and wholly mine This piece of clay the great Divine. An awesome task with shudder To with miry Hands raise diamonds to Fiery Sun, while mucking there the glassy Cuts might make such

What will I do with satan’s thorn Lodged deep in weakest access point? No pill to take No treatment makes It well, no method has supplied A cure, Steps stumble; Backward falls The soldier, boldly with a limp But limping on He goes, he goes, A carefully crafted grin All

Share It With Me God’s wonders all around It takes a two year old to see The tiny movements in the feet Of the gathering bee. This day if I alone Went for a walk down by the slue I would not tromp through long, thick grass To find the

How has the domain of darkness So disguised its self as light? There you sit as in the shadows And the chains of death but yet The world says “this is life, And yes what life is all about: To sit in darkness as if light, To raise your bound