So many songs I written to Hail Your Praise
I almost lost my hearing,
inside the Silent Clearing of the Woods Loud Power of Your Majesty.

G.O.D.

A Seer of All, like Odin on His Throne
I sacrificed My Eye in Your Goblet
I ripped It out of My socket, now It rests at the Bottom of the Well.

G.O.D.

Too many Fragrances of Incense to Thee
I hardly can smell Your Goat-cheese&Wine,
but before I bitch&whine, I light another scented candle&a stick of sandalwood.

G.O.D.

A Banquet of Cornucopia We Dine
I can pour pure salt on My Tongue
and still not feel, from All the Seasons seasonings Fields of the Earth.

G.O.D.

Now to See what All there is to See,
I can Feel It, Hear It, Smell It, Taste It,
for now I Am Beyond Ecstasy!

Destiny Over Gods

From Music, Intelligence, Incense, Gastronomy...Ecstasy!

So many
Alterations
To
Another
Nocturnal Night
Awaiting
Todays
Allignment at
Sundown.

LPWJ 12/02/08