The howls of the night air rap upon my window—
Rendering the mood among sullenly spacey.
The calm forever leaves me alone to my mind—
This is an Ode to the Wary.
As my thoughts make leaps and bounds—
Bringing new pain from what was wrought—
I contemplate The Sin and what it offers—
This is an Ode to the Distraught.
......
in the garden
full of apples
i try one and i do not sin
Eve
Eve
Eve
it tastes like freedom
it tastes like liberty
The Joyful place that ever sang, at once did come to halt
Startled by this sudden change, I wondered what's the fault?
The Holy Angels hushed their harps, proceeded on to cry
So curious as to what's the cause, I bluntly asked them "Why?"
An Angel pointed down to earth, deep darkness there prevailed
The Holy pair had lost their robe, for they had fully failed
Their final test of loyalty by eating from the tree
And listening to that artful snake, they lost their liberty!
......
Along a dry and weary road
There stood a Traveller once
He was quite bent with a heavy load
Of sins so many tons
He stood there looking all confused
Under the daylight sun
He knew not then which way to choose
The broad or narrow one
......
You're on my mind all of the time
In dreams when I’m asleep
I know I should be running, but
With you I'm in too deep
Why you came into my life
I guess I’ll never know
Why can’t I hold on to you
Instead of letting go
......
My soul badly suffers intense pain
Heavy with fleshy chains
Burning dead in the fires of hell
For the mortal sin
Committed once in the Garden
Of joy in the twilight of life,
Under the bower of intimacy
Fostered for no reason
Between love and sympathy.
The soiled body fallen from grace
......
I'm mistaken
My words
To you
I'm sorry
But...
Why you ...
Did not accept
My sorry?
Sorry
......
You're on my mind all of the time
In dreams when I’m asleep
I know I should be running, but
With you I'm in too deep
Why you came into my life
I guess I’ll never know
Why can’t I hold on to you
Instead of letting go
......
Along a dry and weary road
There stood a Traveller once
He was quite bent with a heavy load
Of sins so many tons
He stood there looking all confused
Under the daylight sun
He knew not then which way to choose
The broad or narrow one
......
The Joyful place that ever sang, at once did come to halt
Startled by this sudden change, I wondered what's the fault?
The Holy Angels hushed their harps, proceeded on to cry
So curious as to what's the cause, I bluntly asked them "Why?"
An Angel pointed down to earth, deep darkness there prevailed
The Holy pair had lost their robe, for they had fully failed
Their final test of loyalty by eating from the tree
And listening to that artful snake, they lost their liberty!
......