1SPIRIT TAKING DOMINION
Nov 12, 2017 3:15am till almost dawn
It’s three am, I’m up again
Why shouldn’t I hate this – amen
And just because I couldn’t sleep
I don’t believe in counting sheep
My Spirit pushed me out of bed
For this expectant stanza said
Soul wants bone broth and so be fed
Boring typing Soul sees instead
There’s more to this than mere ear worms
The body frets, the Soul just squirms
There’s issues here must come to terms
What is it for, that some part yearns
Some undercurrent restlessly
Constrained some way to some degree
Arraigned in stocks before the judge
Shackles and cuffs in onward trudge
Where is this image coming from
Imaginations on the run
The backcloth isn’t of a Son
I like the path, don’t get me wrong
The Soul is used to making hay
Not here and there but hey – all day
Complaints and problems hold such sway
But here’s the question – for what pay
My Spirit’s clashing with the Soul
It wants to ferret out the mole
My Spirit wants to make us whole
And Holly Spirit has a role
Hand in hand my Spirit and The Lord
Have much to say and will be heard
The Soulish rule we can’t afford
It’s dominance is so abhorred
This battle now it must be fought
The reigning monarch will be taught
Else going forward will be fraught
And much more failure will be bought
And so Soul old chap here’s the deal
You are confined to watch the heel
The rearguard role you may not feel
Is worthy of sumo wrestler steel
Note on whose heel my Spirits dwell
A place in which they far excel
Our He’s and she’s in parallel
My Spirits seven part carousel
Do you need some explanation
What you heard is not a notion
What you think is no commotion
Spirit got a big promotion
Being at heel is not a demise
Maybe to you a big surprise
But Spirits finds it is the prize
In keeping Jesus in their eyes
Interlude in the kitchen while the iPhone initiates an update interruption.
There’s so much more that must be said
Before we can go back to bed
So Soul, here’s solace for your head
Some bone broth so you can get fed
These words that flow – I have to smile
I love my Spirit and their style
Souls got to move a country mile
And follow now with no denial
I get the sense the Soul saw plight
Gets kudos now for this insight
For days now has been staging fright
Poetic comeuppance in the night
I’am amazed that life’s not static
Nighttime can’t cramp the poetic
And why I sleep up in the attic
And spouse sleeps below ecstatic
So back upstairs with broth in hand
It’s almost weird it seems so planned
The Soul though needs to understand
The Heavenly Watch is always manned
Now Soul is getting some goosebumps
Sees benefits from getting lumps
How Spirit’s really come up trumps
All bets off now it’s all fist pumps
So back now in full declaration
Catching Soul in celebration
Much to know but not sensation
Real stuff for our preparation
So Soul, there’s more for you to know
To feed you and to help you grow
Before we reap we have to sow
We have to learn to pull the plough
That’s why we need to know what’s real
And why we follow heel to heel
It’s covenant and not just spiel
The Lord’s the lead and that’s His deal
As Spirit keeps their eyes on Him
Then Soul to Spirit limb to limb
And body follows in the swim
A perfect passion paradigm
Our triune eyes on Trinity
Who’s always in vicinity
Guide discipline constantly
Protecting us from Big Beastie
The breadth our Spirit does display
Through their seven portion array
Will encourage you Soul to obey
Especially when we face the fray
Another key for you to learn
As now it’s getting time to turn
To get the sleep I know you yearn
That’s not our Spirit’s main concern
Our Spirit needs time to fellowship
You could call it apprenticeship
In the night watches while we kip
Holy Spirit provides mentorship
Our Spirit knew eternal light
Before you Soul and Bod had sight
The Heavenly Realm’s a different fight
But that’s work for another night
So goodnight Soul and Bod sleep tight.
The note below is here as this was one of the very early poems ever written as we were connecting with my human spirit.
SOULISH PAIN
Nov 12, 2017 follow on from previous poem
En-heeled Locomotion
Is it a new notion
Try heel to heel to heel
The only way to heal
Soul when you’re fearing pain
Get back into the train
Fall in line all the time
And mitigate the strain
His yoke is easy and His burden light
Holy Spirit the Engine day and night
And our spirit follows in His papoose
Then the soul and the bod in the caboose
