Sweet humble memories, opened up to time. Reckless fantasies, fresh upon my mind. Days gone away too soon, leaving work undone. Rising of the moon just twice, searching for the sun. Heart almost full of hope, dreams and splendid smiles. Walking in such peace all day, as the footsteps turn to miles. Answer the call to arms to stand your place in time. No reason to do it all that would shout down the rhyme.

Lurid and Lucid two Brothers on the road, picking at the dates and figs wanting to implode. Series of almost there’s we start and then they lead, battles are won and lost according to the creed. When simple is too difficult and tough is easier as you please, awaiting the Hand of God supplication on my knees. Days turn to weeks on end and patience pulls by our strings, no wonder that they music’s loud and in the distance class bell rings.

What is the price he said as he picked up each hefty piece, no furniture or friend be found included in the lease. Fashioned for a neighbor created for my friend, I thought I would give a gift but kept it to the end. Time spent on diatribe and argument transcend, long are the roads we’ve lost and deep the wounds we mend. Trials and our testing ghosts befriend the oldest tribes, supported by the delicacies and brought low in our bribes.

What is free crushed between palm and thumb? Where does light descend each night as we give in to the rum. Sights, fights and circumstance feed history to no end we’ll only know the conclusions when we get around that bend. Horizon takes a dip into eternal sea, fiery halls and construction calls fulfill disparity. Sanctioned moves and thoughts so pure that none may hold them dear, hunting hoards with crystal swords corral the world in fear.

We lean not on understanding our costume nor our shield when God comes calling for us all must be revealed. We lay bare in attendance to the King our hearts filled with peace and hope, we’ve got no frame of reference, no policy or scope. For proven True is His Great Name in Power, Truth and Love, nothing we’ve wrought in our crucible will stand the teswts above. So willing and quite ready we kneel awaiting Word, then it came in His Holy Spirit alighting as a Bird. Heaven’s readied for us our homes are now complete, with the river of life flowing through it across each golden Street.