Chapter 1. Our Father.
Our father loves us deep and true,
Our story book reads like his own,
A braver man I never knew,
A beautiful life from prayer, grown.
All he wanted but could not sing,
Are branches from my trunk of truth,
Gratitude Song each day would bring,
Some inner light to shadow-proof.
A simple act of giving thanks,
As each and every day does dawn,
Would bring from human files and ranks,
Dream miracles like Oats and Corn.
Within that outer husk does lie,
Such harmony for he and I.
I love you my father.
Amen.
Amen-Ra.
Dedicated to the light, section “finding the harmony”. Created 26-09-2024.