A Parody Of Glass

Words can't comprehend what we are headed toward in this life from the heart a sincere message of hope.

through the long lens we often will bask

into the trash...,

a gift to renew;

in borrowed basement pews

　

insde we often will ponder

a common call from up yonder

in velvet skies beneath the toil

transfixed with lucid dreams & hay

　

a thrust to ponder when my journey has ended

until that blessed face I see,

deeper then the gallows swallow

deeper then the ocean blue

　

as high as the eagle fly overhead

chards of flames of passionate conquest

swallow me deep beneath the orchids to parade

where mere mortals will confess

　

to woe beneath the glass

compass the reunion of the leaves

come quickly lest I refrain

onto the sabbath's duty will digest

　

the power of the union of friends

love is the essence of my meager existence shun the resistance

ever eager for battle grow to summon the cattle

crafted and created an orgy of suspense

　

not to don nor straddle the fence

Amen to the solitude amidst the commands

my heart gives pause to enter into heaven's gate

call it my destiny nor meager fate,

　

when all of the flask & timber will end

I will see him on the other side

millions upon millions robed in white

forget the night for the day is far spent

　

out of every circumstance learn to take part in the dance

I exist as a vapor then I am no more

a challenge to be free is a question of time

only one life is soon to pass only what's done out of love shall surely last

　

bask in the vast expanse between time & space

face, eyes & hands

Hopefully someday all will understand ?