Well, here we are in Roma’s coffee shop
the day after we’ve had a restful day.
We’ve got some jobs to do, then we’ll just “blob”
in library, for some writing; learn to pray
[along with my community back home
about the means & ways that we can mesh
in with creative love, as his seed’s sown
about his world (he asked us to join spesh’
ly since he knows his children love to see
the fam’ly grow, they celebrate each one
that has a chance of full humanity…
{they can’t miss out if they’re his daughter/ son,
and then they choose to stay in learning mode
both curious, and watchful as a dog,
& with a loyal love, in his abode,
with his protection, providence, his “sprog”
with his own nature, growing here on earth,
with genes he gave us to grow up like Christ-
who is the model human since his birth,
fulfilling, all his father’s hopes sufficed.})]
“Well pleased”, he said and “dearly loved” as well,
that word from God himself, from sky to Earth,
was what the reptile mind-set tried to tell
him by insinuation, wasn’t worth-
while, that’s unless he’s true to what he heard
& knew now in his own heart whispered words
the spirit sung and cooed, just like a bird.
His followers he called his “friends”, not “herds”.
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