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Heaven Songs, Lexington, KY (2026)

03/26/2025

Lenten Rose
In sweet repose,
your head bows
Dipping in reverence
To the King of Kings.
We are like you
living in shade
Until the second coming
of Jesus Christ,
our Lord and Savior.
When we are weak, then God is strong.
You, Lenten Rose,
are the first flower to see
the coming of God’s majesty,
and yet, you wait,
in peaceful repose,
blooming when others wait.
Then you sense the
woodland path reverberating,
and you smell smell clean perfume.
You hear vibrations of violins and tambourines…
Then, seven shofars’ blasts ring true!!!!!!!
Suddenly, you lift your
head to see
Jesus’s sandals walking
on his glorious path,
the swish of his white robes
cause you to sway,
head upturned,
Exultant.

09/04/2022

🙂

12/07/2021

Shofar So Far
What I know
What I know
Pomegranates, bells, and tallits
Clean feet on white stone
Velvet and silk swirling
Holy Spirit twirling
Tambourines.
Your train fills the throneroom
Ascertaining Excellence.
Swish, swish to harps and zithers
and percussion instruments.

My Bridegroom
says,"Come hither."
My self fills with shivers.
Handsome, kind,
Loves all mankind, I whisper.

You grab my hand.
Smiling,
We waltz past the band,
Profiling.
Your eyes look deeply into mine.
I see pure love, unrefined.

Miriam's Tof Solo
thrills Our Souls,
and YOU KNOW I KNOW
YOU KNOW,
Knowing all in Your Sweet Embrace,
As we twirl beyond time and space.

Violin and Tamburica,
Mandolin and Tseltselim
Ring Jingle Bells
Strum the Nevel,
I hold Your hanky in the Horah--
Our feet rise
through Chalil skies.

Bride of Christ
I am. I am.
You paid my bride price.
You built our home.
I'll stay with You
Forever.
My handsome Beau
My Yeshua.

I am gladdened.
I am happy.
My family dances round me.
I sit in a joyous circle of love.

Our Wedding
was so lovely,
I am overcome.
Your eyes twinkle towards mine,
I walk towards My Beloved.

Bride of Christ
I am so lucky--
and YOU, are My Beloved.

Your eyes are brilliant,
sparkling with merriment and mirth.
Which reminds me,
I am SO GLAD
for my rebirth.

Which made all this possible.
You made all this possible.
Whom made all this possible.
Wherewith this was made possible.

My faith in You prevailed.
And now, You lift my veil,
and I
inhale
Your fragrant
essence.
Cedar mixed with pine,
Cinnamon and citrus
mixed with Gaspar's frankincense,
and something divine...
undefined...
roses, maybe?
I kiss Your cheek.
So cheeky of me.
We walk on the ridgeline.
You and me, our fine time.

I go where You lead me.
Dancing through eternity,
with Your Holy Majesty,
made mine.

02/26/2021

Oh, Child.
You've packed your wagon heavy.
Oh, Man.
You've stuffed a carry-on suitcase fat.
Oh, Woman.
Your designer luggage weighs more than 50 lbs.
And ya'll can't take it with you.

I guess you didn't read the memo in the Bible.
It's been posted for a coupla thousand years.

We fly without jet paks.
We fly without phones.
We fly without anything but ourselves, God, and His holy angels.

Don't despair.
Trust the plan.
He's got the whole world in His hands.

12/23/2020

Have you ever heard the sound real crystal makes
When you rub you rub your finger round the rim?
Huhhhhhhhhhhh

It's the same sound
an irritating fly makes.

God has a sense of humor.
He confounds the world.
He makes fun of what we treasure.

I think He likes to
rile lucyfer who USED
to lead His choir,
who was in fact a
musical instrument.

It is a lovely sound.
A sound to
make a toast with
on an extravagant
occasion.

I'm sure lucyfer made
that sound to connect with God.
Now it is the gong of a fly,
hatched from a maggot,
that eats dung and road kill,
and lucyfer is lord of the flies.

He no longer gets to toast
the King of King,
Lord of Lords,
and look merrily into His eyes
over the brim of a crystal goblet.

Hear, hear.

"The day science begins to study non-physical phenomena, it will make more progress in one decade than in al the previous centuries of existence." --Nikola Tesla (1856-1943)

09/17/2020

Emerald Gleam

As you dive through the black hole
of 'Nearer My God to Thee'
and you thrash at the dash
of velocity's rush.
Hush.

It's the glory of the story
of the caterpillar to butterfly
as it's insides
spaghettify.

You've got the J hook.
Your chrysalis
is magnificent
and gleaming emerald.,
dotted with gold.
Shekinah Glory
sprinkling round.

Look forward,
not back.
Do you really want to
return to that?

Heaven is calling,
streaming,
inseaming,
filling your brain
insane
transformation.

Into the Monarch
of all Monarchies.

We are one with HIM.
And He with Me.
I am Who Am.
Inside and Free.

Gliding through.
How do you do?

We're really we.
Pure chrysós.
Christologically speaking.

08/16/2020

It's a blueish-purplish spiral
Flight of people
Who turn inward.

Their velocity surpasses time
on the clear lake
buzzing dragonflies.
Undulating proud reverberating,
Front-flipping, hovering, circling back,
Neon gossamer hover craft.
Staring us quite in the eye.

Grandad.

Chillin'with cicadas,
Blue green monarch lark
edged in black
foiled in graceful placeholder.

Close humid clouds
of lake meet bees,
Grey herons surveil
Lace curtains
as we gaze
through deep green waves
along the beach.

Candace and I
Kincaid Lake
2020.

06/16/2020

Across

Ever Dream
Yo Life's
Li is a third of a mile ahead of you?

Does are grazing,
Spanning the apron of a butte.
Wooing bucks.
Cawing and clicking deep in l***y throats.

Zetas spiral in choreographed constellations.

Blogging won't do it.
"Oi!," enlighten your own sweet self!

Steamier windows indicate passion.
The eyes are the window to the soul.
Steam them up!

Ajee your hat with brain waves.
Fay, the precious fairy of Faith
Unscrews the lid to the
Urn on your neck.
Tickling your cerebellum with fanciful fingers.
Sparking flights of fancy.

Ae of Jesus, Allahu Akbar, God is Great.
Hind those behind the times with a kind of
PAX VOBISCUM, the kiss of peace.

Mu has sunk with Atlantis.

Allahu Akbar Christ has power to save.
He is God's true Son, the Messiah.

Fa, you range from grief to joy,
Fourth in line on the entire gamut of
Musical artillery.
Or keep your mouth shut and lose your power.

Ins and outs of qi.
Envoy extraordinarily,
minister plenipotentiary.

Ovules have been fertilized by
The Creator of All things.

What???

Tap into your own sweet henhouse
Gather the eggs involuntarily hatching
Ideas in your medulla oblongata
And feed your cerebellum
Spicy food for thought
Omelettes.

Rudd was right. Be right Rudd-cious.
Za and beer will bring you cheer.
What? You should pay more for a substance
that wreaks hell on families
and distends stomachs
to gross monstrosities.

En your ems for surgical precision in a s'word fight.
Live your life.

Ut dict
Universal time is all you have.
There's no salve to cure all that.
Only salvos.

Get out of your
Boat and walk on water.
Fraternize with Christ and His saints.
An alliance well-chosen,
An allegiance that is guaranteed to bear
Righteous Fruit.
li x 2 is 2/3rds there.

HO!

PAM yourself.
If you tap into God's pulse, your pulse rate will increase.
His amplitude increases your amplitude.
His effectiveness increases your effectiveness!!!

DUDE!!!

Bay at the super moon.
Irk your inner sloth.
Dig out your ostrich head.
Amulets off,
Crosses on!

Aides to God:
Engage your
Xi baryons and cascade quarkily into a lighter state.

Sons and daughters of Omega,
Understand Trassiorf's decouplet.
It moves.
The Trinity is truly possible,
LOOK for yourselves!
Effloresce your mind to come to come to testable conclusions.

Onward.
Elevate your thinking process.

Ragers:
The Bible's Real & can be tested.

God is Real.

Deal.

06/03/2020

The angels I know joke around,
like soldiers after winning
round after round.

They're quiet and make no real sound,
but if you listen you will hear their sweet, dulcet voices,
Kind and profound.
Leading us to right choices.

Seek and you shall find.
Listen. Unwind.
There they are.
See them.

05/12/2020

Bienvenido a Florianópolis

There's a place
named Florianópolis,
who has a flowery
Populace.

The residents there
have not a care,
Smiling, They Sip
Papaya Juice.

Their GOAL is to be
Floriferous.
Well, that,
and Serendipitous.

God planned it that way,
with Him it's OK,
His path is
unambiguous.

Visit Florianópolis.
Jeté entrelacé
with God
Face to face.

Swan dive
' '
'
' ' '
'
'
'''
'
right into forgiveness,
Then, embrace
tender~*~hearted~*~ness~*~

Swim up thru Sun Bay,
Palm trees softly sway,
Welcoming YOU
to the
State of
FLORIFEROUS.

Sink your feet deep into Balmy Beach
Do cartwheels and handstands~*~
Reach for your PEACH!
Walk on your hands,
Across warm, summer sands.

Get a sandwich at Doc's Restaurant
He's got what you need, like, and want,
Sip the sippiest drink.
until your heart thinks,
I WILL HAVE THAT Lemon Croissant!

Stick a fork in it.
You're not done.
Enjoy satiety.
There is no last crumb.

Shall we journey
on thru continue?
Just unfold the map
that lies right within you.
Come! Follow Me!
It's just down the street.

Tired?

Why only BUFFOONS
QUIT.
TOO.
SOON.

But loons?
BLESS THE LOONS!
They arrive too soon!
They wobble in,
hobble in,
neath the Rose Moon.

Once you've reached
Our Destiny,
You're an
Honorary Harmony Inductee.
Trust Me. You'll see!
Watch all those
Howler monkeys FLEE!

Hold My Hand.

Let's just turn right here towards
Luminescence.
and right again,
at Phosphorescence,
as YOU start to glow,
then you will know
you've entered
God's Own
Metropolis:
His City called
Florianópolis,
Just blossom profuseful,
THAT
makes yourself useful
to God.

Don't be ere hasty
Your fruit is so tasty,
to God.

Enjoy His
Balmy breezes,
Reseed and
Reseed.

Blossom profuseful.
Make yourself useful
to God.

Stand.
Just Be Beautiful.
Infinitely Luminal.
Don't Be Ere Hasty.
Bear Fruit that is Tasty.
To God.

Sublime Luminescence.
Profound Effervesence.
Floriferous y Floriferous...
YOUR Fruits Are DELICIOUS
to God.

So, if you've
the DESIRE to go,
to God's Very Special
Archipelago,
Lay Down Your Ammo,
Read God's Manifesto~*~

For His City BLOOMS
Inside ~*~*~*~YOU~*~*~*~
Relax as God waters
His sons and daughters.

Bienvenidos a Florianópolis!
Congratulations!!!
You're a Citizen
of God's Own Metropolis!

And Look!
On Our Horizon...
New Arrivals
Swimming in,
From EVERY Denizen!

Let's sing them
Straight To
EPIPHANY!

04/04/2020

Fill Your Oil Lamps, Bride of Christ!

Fill your oil lamps, virgins!
Read up on Christ.
Saturate your souls
With the WORD OF GOD.
Sleep not.

The Bridegroom comes.
DON'T. FALL. ASLEEP.

BE. WATCHFUL.

Encircle your heads with orange blossoms.
Wash your feet with rosewater.
Make a beautiful spiritual bouquet.
Stay sweet.

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