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| THE HOLY SPIRIT TRIP POEM |
From one sleep
Does my body dare to rise again?
From one sleep
Will my eyes catch the light again?
And will the light be the same as again?
As the trauma of the miracle ends
How much longer does it spend?
Like ripples of history it sends
Is forever too long?
For an earthbound being like me
To properly conceive
As the way Trinity wants it to be?
Are we like pet fish in a bowl?
Going no further than the glass
Impossible to conceive what is outside
Unless a miracle does a task
I can only speculate
On how I will feel tomorrow
Do not get me wrong
This miracle has created more joy than sorrow
But like a mellow rainy day
Or the moment after we pray
Things are not as before
Opening different emotional doors
And like the yellow sun
It is fun for some
Or a torrid, miserable, heated day
Blinding the promise of what may
Always keep in sight
Of just what might
A miracle some night
To set things right
It is Trinities fight
To give us light
To cancel hated spite
So devil becomes trite
Gather your fears
Throw them away
Trinity always near
Made that way
God loves
Jesus loves
Angel loves
Special doves
Is it better not to know?
Refusing his name so
Only once in heaven
May I again see him glow so?
Silly is
As silly does
I still test what may
When I should be happy of
And so I am no more
Than Adam and Eve
Looking for more
Than what I need
Variety our credo
Seems built in
But to Trinity
Our oldest sin
And so heaven and me agree
The price to pay for variety
Is the added responsibility
One without the other flees
But to not tempt fate
Is the wiser responsibility
As Trinity warned Eve
Leave the apples on tree
Having never to toil
Yet wanting more variety
It would be one less fruit to eat
She also seduces Adam to more responsibility
With their first toil pain begins
A jolting reminder of their sin
Ignorance is bliss only at first
Forever quenching devil's thirst
But I have toiled
This advantage I hold
From devil's tempting variety
Holy Spirit knows I am bold
And choosing this wiser responsibility
Will forever set me righteously
In heaven I will gladly do as told
To trust my happiness for it to hold
For comfort, peace, and everlasting life
And a good distance from devil's strife
I will wisely choose joy over sin
The visiting Holy Spirit has encouraged my wisdom
Oh what wonders
Await for you and I
More beautiful than stars
In the darkest of skies
More elegant than the willows weep
More clean than a baby's first sleep
More comfortable than the best of sighs
More sincere hellos, by and by
Old man once told me
Jealousy is naturally
To want what others have
In that he saw no bad
(This poem is only half way done, please scroll up and click where it says, HSTcont'd)