old prayers

the
way i say it
psalm 23
the really famous
words

lord,
shepard
want
green pastures
still waters
restore

and

soul



soul
what a word
simple
real big
the
impenetrable
penetrated
soul

walk
valley
shadow
death
fear
evil
he
me
days
life

the absolute
the truth
on a simple stroll

yet
no god
but
thee

no spirit
but thine

only
here
counts

now is fleeting

( once i was told that apple butter is bear fat
i believed it.)

avoid belief
embrace the void
you
are
always
held up

then
after
it is the great
reconciliation
the final beginning
until the next beginning

so it goes
as
always

or
so i feel

there are no beginnings
or endings
time feels its way
around
our empty pockets

loose change
looking for a hole

time the invention
that makes us swear
that it
is
is not

time
falls short
as we
recycle
begin again
recycle

spring tells us
the baby wailing out wonder
the swirling earth

the galaxies

no time
no space
just
movement

it's all inside us

all of it