Leaping furies of ancient shadow
Gather forces both old and callow
Yet are held back by a carpenter's son
Whose teachings of light will have won
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Monday, December 7, 2015
Sunday, December 6, 2015
Saturday, December 5, 2015
Build Me a City
Every beam of light another beam
Every filled-in vale a Terra seam
Which is used to build a higher house
Used to fulfill our Father's dream
And all the darkness does is sit and grouse
Without even the courage of a mouse
To defend itself when in a corner trapped
All it does is mumble like a souse
The prophets have the path to heaven mapped
And every ounce of grace has been tapped
And every eye by joy will have been dabbed
When He comes and we shall worship enrapt
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Every filled-in vale a Terra seam
Which is used to build a higher house
Used to fulfill our Father's dream
And all the darkness does is sit and grouse
Without even the courage of a mouse
To defend itself when in a corner trapped
All it does is mumble like a souse
The prophets have the path to heaven mapped
And every ounce of grace has been tapped
And every eye by joy will have been dabbed
When He comes and we shall worship enrapt
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Friday, December 4, 2015
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Sunny Haiku
In soft cold stillness
Rays of dawn brighten and warm
Revealing the frost
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Rays of dawn brighten and warm
Revealing the frost
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Sanity
I don't know what I'm doing
With reality so far ungluing
From the realms my head can traverse
My sanity riding in a hearse
I don't know much more
Than that what I know is a bore
Compared to what can be found
Within the most profound sound
I only know for certain
That the hanged man behind the curtain
Loves me despite my flaws
Which is the most difficult to accept of laws
That doctrine of unconditional love
(Which could only be known from above)
Is the only doctrine of concern to me
For it concludes my integrity
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
With reality so far ungluing
From the realms my head can traverse
My sanity riding in a hearse
I don't know much more
Than that what I know is a bore
Compared to what can be found
Within the most profound sound
I only know for certain
That the hanged man behind the curtain
Loves me despite my flaws
Which is the most difficult to accept of laws
That doctrine of unconditional love
(Which could only be known from above)
Is the only doctrine of concern to me
For it concludes my integrity
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
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