My Church

My Church ~ My Heaven ~ My Religion

The racing ribbon
Striped of gold
Rising and falling
Soothing my soul
Cleansing my sins
Healing my ills
The ribbon of grey
Keeps my heart still
My crimson tank
Gleams of morning shine
Passing bracken hills
Green gold sublime
I found the Christ
On my leather pew
Behind chrome bars
In skies of blue
Breathe him in

My Church ~ My Heaven ~ My God

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Spoiling in Virginia

Virginia fields of soybeans wave
Marshy cattails gaze at passers by
Reaching tall from green and gold
Cornstalks tickle clouded skies

Asphalt trail winds among the living
Trees branching across the span
Aching limbs long for more
Embracing spirits with leafy hands

Struggling to maintain her dayshine glory
Beams of fire throb from sinking sun
Hot horizon gulps her downward
Swallowing daylight with a thirsty hum

Sullen sunflowers drop their heads
Bending low, long past their prime
Each sunset marking a gallant struggle
Of standing bravely for a lifetime

Stationary, each living embodiment cries
Rooted so deeply in Virginia soil
Roots give them life with binding purpose
An imprisoned life will only spoil


with imprisoning tethers

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