If the shark stops swimming he sinks into the abyss. So too our busy restless minds.
Ethereal is the artist's work
His supper though he begs
Ephemeral is the stuff of hacks
But it buys the steak and eggs
Humility turns pride inside out so it can dry and flake off.
Alcohol’s slow poison
A fact that we all know
But facts get kind of fuzzy
Out for dinner and a show
Those of us raised in the Christian church are at risk of becoming like the Nazarenes who missed the healing due to overfamiliarity.
It's strange how many murder-mysteries are set in the town of Red Herring.
Chairman Joe
For the shark and for us, I was under the impression that it is the other way around.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured the artist's blessing and dilemma. Consider the starving of "The One."
Pride and humility. Let's sweep up those flakes; we might inhale them while asleep.
Thanks for the post!