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Brian McDonagh May 2018
Red drapery
Memorializes the commotion
In an upper room,
A stirring of hearts
To better understand and communicate
The Gospel.
Yes, the Holy Spirit descended,
Goes that legend among Christian brethren.
But the Holy Spirit was already amid the biosphere,
Except fire would resonate more visibly
With Mary and the disciples.
A priest brought about in his preaching
That the church should call upon itself to move toward the Spirit
Rather than thinking a Spirit that already is believed to be omnipresent
Descend on church.
As comedian Tim Hawkins clarified for the Christian world:
What matters is not if you’re on fire for God,
But if God is on fire for you.
For those who might find religious commemorations such as this enjoyable and for anyone else.  Though I get spiritually centered in this poem, also think of Pentecost as a renewed time, so imagine what a NEW Pentecost could bring...
Asominate Jan 2018
You wanna break my mind,
You wanna tear me up,
Don't know know what you will find,
In my remains but guts.

You wanna break my heart,
You wanna tear me down
But I will rise up high
With a powerful sound

You wanna break my soul
You wanna tear me apart
Up to  know you don't know
That I have a pure heart

You wanna break my spirit,
You wanna take it all
Well, but you just don't get it
I'll get up when I fall (eventually).
I wrote this for people who set me to bathe, lol. Notice how I have the 'eventually?' *Sigh, thinking back of childhood*

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