The Means…

A Psalm of the Eternal “Now”-O.E.W.


My Child, I have tears for you, that have yet to fall.

I am the eyes of the donkey and eagle, observing all.

I have not forgotten nor forsaken you, My “Word” I give to you.
There is a cry I hear among many, and a call that goes out to few.
Rest assured, My tears are a deluge restrained,

I cannot…

will not…

loose again.

My stripes,
my colors,
in arched bow,
will shield you.
Soothe and comfort the weariness in your gaze,
for all of your days,
till I send for you.

Anthony Gomez, Moncks Corner, S.C.


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