sheshisown
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Son Dial
Faithful Indicator, Judge, ahâ€â€Knower
Unbiased unswerving Centre and Stem
Faithful wheels on a fixed point going
With Powerful thrust speed onâ€â€
Earth and flesh obey and diminish
Sweet design in paradigm SHIFT
Skyâ€â€life northard LIFT.
Gnomon, witness marking timeâ€â€
mark the moment soon and crack forever!
For now we dance upon the salt-less sea
â€â€and wave at tomorrow.
God Hath Made
But the physical hath this Mighty also.
This Jupiter, and a half a hundred moons;
This Niagara; this precious... what?
All created things are supernal water flowing of a wondrous Source.
And so we have discarded cork, bobbing upon the sea.
A past purpose, lost perhaps.
But how has it been written, upon this little mighty, the law of up?
And who can rob those laws,
From one who possesses nothing but itself,
And yet is so mightily possessed?
For the water, like a closed fist crushed against the earth by the same attraction,
Refuses to let the little cork in but a littleâ€â€
So the cork obediently serves out its time...
The air above, dancing upon the salty sea.
Faithful Indicator, Judge, ahâ€â€Knower
Unbiased unswerving Centre and Stem
Faithful wheels on a fixed point going
With Powerful thrust speed onâ€â€
Earth and flesh obey and diminish
Sweet design in paradigm SHIFT
Skyâ€â€life northard LIFT.
Gnomon, witness marking timeâ€â€
mark the moment soon and crack forever!
For now we dance upon the salt-less sea
â€â€and wave at tomorrow.
God Hath Made
But the physical hath this Mighty also.
This Jupiter, and a half a hundred moons;
This Niagara; this precious... what?
All created things are supernal water flowing of a wondrous Source.
And so we have discarded cork, bobbing upon the sea.
A past purpose, lost perhaps.
But how has it been written, upon this little mighty, the law of up?
And who can rob those laws,
From one who possesses nothing but itself,
And yet is so mightily possessed?
For the water, like a closed fist crushed against the earth by the same attraction,
Refuses to let the little cork in but a littleâ€â€
So the cork obediently serves out its time...
The air above, dancing upon the salty sea.