I Prophesy



I Prophesy and I'm not in denial
It's not all bleak
No matter what the tabloids infer
The days are hot the nights cold

Is it not what the weather man sold
A storm is here a hurricane gone by
Whose report I readily decline
My day is keen and mild


A little humidity I do not mind
But I would have you think on these things

That no matter what you are fore-seeing
God saw it first and let it so

And no matter where you go or what you sow
God has already been in the know
And it happened because you
And ultimately God let it so

So I choose to prophesy peace
I choose to speak against decline
I choose to be a reason with God
As that which a mind can rightly become

I choose and when I choose
I choose carefully
Because I know there is power
In my choice

And because man has free will
I can choose
But because God has sovereign will
I know I can only but propose

For who can know the mind of man
except his spirit
And who can know the mind of God
Except what the Holy Spirit reveals

Yet I propound peace.



Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Chronos, the Symph and the Leaf

A habitual search that gives little succour The Synthronus needs dusting we concur A cross made in timely fashion A refrain unto dispassion The bloom is yet a symph And May a new leaf And Chronos yet not passes by And all yet no one ask why The Source of All Creation is all Knowing And if ye ask and yet perhaps show him That what thy doth believe Is not as what some would insist But an arrested and true conviction Bound to the Faith in the Ressurrection Yet ye show a sign lord I knoweth that ye arth God And I need not another Salvation For your word is enough my Persuasion Indeed in thee I reign Though Chronos passage wanes Let not your light from me Hear me O' Lord I still believe
Read more

A rabbi once said.....

A rabbi once said to me Ditch the staff and take up the stick and I wouldn't have thought it a bother Had he not said the same to my other A conquistador my other is In whose footsteps I follow in And I do not see how she in her rightful flank would give up her place post and rank This Sage with whom we had our audacity To dream plots and themes of great conquests Had only just spoken in a clear speech An order to be obeyed at the exact point of his behest My other presumed he spoke not to her but to me what was to the effect A repeat of his request to do as he said But I held on with daring strength to my staff I knew as my father once taught me A staff could be your trust or your shield In as much the teacher wanted to show me To let go of my inhibition and dependence I assumed a position of great concentration The lambs must be guided to safety Now that the devil has been killed Lying dead by the lively lamb that cedes
Read more