A bit of the puppy yet remains within chasing my tail in circles and biting it . . . for kicks and giggles, simply mad with joy . . . then too gratitude.
. . . for what I know of Jesus I remain ashamed at times to name myself ‘Christian’ and above all -- of course -- adore best his Father. No longer alarmed by His silence who now seems bemused yet consoling of all my yearning. To follow the prophets of all religions is no shame for they the famous and infamous . . . the ones burned at the stake . . . oh Dear God how many I know of and now weep for their loss. But celebrated in what remains behind their leaving.
. . . reveals beneath the slate patio of my mind stones flipping rhythmically discovering myself the Enemy of myself as I am now flinging it into the void wherein skipping stones finding energy to move beyond never sinking but fragmenting and disappearing to reform.
. . . transformed: lust for laughter and gratitude yapping in rhyme & rhythm asymmetric seeking a voice. Lambs & Lions, Cats & Dogs merger is all the end is love & peace be with you
. . . be well.
“Life is short and truth works far and lives long: let us speak the truth.” ~ Arthur Schopenhauer
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