To bring me further
into His glorious love,
He strengthens my will.
To bring me further
into His glorious love,
He strengthens my will.
He strengthens my will,
In ways you might not believe—
Comforting Savior…
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Comforting Savior...
Startlement with disbelief
Not peace, but a sword
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
not peace, but a sword
defines; the new turned earth for
graves, not spring flowers
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
graves, not spring flowers
must be arranged tomorrow.
Hark. Papa's whisper.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
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Hark. Papa's whisper
Between pages, his grand books,
I grasp his ideals.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I grasp his ideals—
His philosophy is clear—
I can’t stand the man…
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
I can't stand the man
who puts himself above me...
I am his equal!
I am his equal!
Blood on white cobblestone streets,
Heads begin to roll.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Heads begin to roll.
-For the queen is very mad
Escape while you can
Escape while you can,
Earth's time, in an hour glass
Twindling nature's flame.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Twindling nature's flame—
Explodes from Vesuvius—
Pompeii buried in ash…
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Pompeii buried in ash
eagle-eyed thunderer mourns
another ash hole
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
Another ash hole
litters our valley of dreams,
our thoughts feed belief.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/