Back and forth we exchange information, You are the Holy One, the Mother of Christ, I am happy to see you in this new year. We are debating one of the mysteries, the sorrow and eventual redemption, You are always there. A mother figure even for Deborah. Without blaming Him, Oh Lord--- without blaming You.
A funnel and volcano are similar to physics Like a astronaut and doctor debate earthly limits. Could there be a transcending time in the Alps? With a humourist and sick person opposite in their help. Too many throngs of sea urchins in the Great Barrier Reef Or just enough population where the musings opposing bleak To score the carmelled clay on a Sunday morning is considered Pure To be sure the astounded observer is meditating the Kabballah to be sure. There are many options and to-dos for the domestic. I opted for an audience filled with athletes; not one adjustment. Do you know a tic of the clock Or is it just a brash response When the apocryphal giant eludes to crude staunch. There is, however a brief side-kick and companion with wings and a nose I'll have my perspective eternally and to the Honour I am close. Many brave mistakes made, and pleasing God from one point is possible There is so many potentials for the children in the hospital I have been tranquil for the birds and...