(to Jesus*)
I’m learning much by looking more at my
young grandson who is three years old just now.
He’s confident and bois-ter-ous. He’ll try.
Determined to grow, have a shot, know how.
While I feel more retiring, past my date.
And stuck in habits. Voice says: “Just give up”.
But I am hearing you. That’s not my fate!
You see me, as I see that tiny “pup”.
You're confident (and boisterous). You’ll try.
Determined to grow me. You’ll have a shot!
And since you will persist, then by.., and by…,
I’ll grow, and know, and learn how, why, and what…
The partnership is poss-ib-il-it-ies.
Alone, my feelings of despair prove true!
That dead-end way finds only what it sees.
It seize-s not, nor adventures with you.
And I will knuckle under your good will
for me, because you think about what’s good
’n’ true, for all that is, and will until
it comes to be, existent. Now I could
as well, ‘coz all inertia’s lost its sting.
You’ve led the way, and made available
Christ’s life-blood with its antibodies brings
it's antivenom unassailable.
That blood is poisonous to poisons round
because it is the source of life and health.
One life, a portal bringing heaven down
to Earth, & Earth to heavens. Health & wealth!
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