Out of the greatest purity
My pen will scribe with clarity
I will pour out my soul despising brevity
For the earth must hear this with immediate alacrity
It is something majestic
Bound by; but beyond the angelic
Abiding for ever transcending the historic
Ordinary eyes never see, to them it’s only a rhetoric
But my eyes have seen
My legs have been
Oh! That which I have longed for with senses so keen
The words for the old and also the teen
Inscribed only on tablets of fleshy heart
The archer so accurate with HIS dart
The rocks will cry out if mortality ignores this chant
But as for me and my house, for these our hearts does pant
HIS life poured out as wine
For all to come in and dine
Wine(s) so pure and crystal clear beyond the words refine
For all who thirst and drink their lives it will define
Forever I will abide in THEE for THOU art the true vine…
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