A Brick Inside the Temple

My body was formed from the clay of this planet Earth

I have no mother

My Father granted my birth

With His breath – I breathe

I am not a tree without fruit nor leaves

I am part of the blossom and all it’s beauty

You believe what you want to believe

Comes the end – ALL will see.

My eyes were not colored by the sea

No earthly fathers have I

My mother gave painful -- resentful birth

Has blamed me ever since

I give no pretense

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I am in the leaf

I am part of the worm

I feed the birds

The hawk hunts me

I am nothing more than your arm charmed trophy.

I will bow down before Thee

Yes --  all Three

When asked – I will be able to explain

Why I like to go running – through the rain

What I learned - from all the pain.

Let the clouds come

Come quickly

May You find me

Patiently waiting

Plowing the Garden

From whence I came

Now You send.

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With bountiful seed

In my pocket

Around your neck

A silver locket

With pictures inside kept

Captured when we met

Oh . . . . . . . .  how can I ever forget.

I’ll try to keep this simple.

I am a brick that adorns

The inside of the Temple.

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