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Frank Russell Apr 2015
Surveying the large and burdensome
Masonic Holy Bible
Given to you decades ago
As a Brother of the Fraternity,
Left behind upon your death,

Amazed at the excellent condition
Of the text; the presentation
And family record pages blank...

One would think this a token volume
Meant only for in-home display
Until finding, scattered throughout
And clinging near the spine,
Dried and preserved clovers from
Distant summer days.

Four-leaf clovers, a couple hundred or more,
Gathered over the years from fields,
Hillsides numberless, and pressed
Into the arms of kings David and Solomon,
Mingled with Isaiah's prophecies and
Seeded about the Sermon on the Mount -
The great tome laced with leaves
Of discovery, welcome surprise, safekeeping.

Some may believe this a misuse
Of a sacred text, but perhaps
It is a testament to your disposition
That an oversized and weighty Holy Bible
Was made a repository of so many
Little verdant flags of good fortune.


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Frank Russell Apr 2015
Over Clear Creek bed
rolling artisan
sculpts smooth a pebble


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Frank Russell Apr 2015
Gaze deeply and find
stellar parentage
in the columbine


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Frank Russell Apr 2015
Blink,
the lightning flash
still severs
through closed eyes

Center,
on the temporary illumination
and periphery is
destroyed

Deep in the purple aftermath,
radiance remembered
as horrid ominous thunder
applauds

Defiant fear,
seeking to embody
godlike
power...


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Frank Russell Apr 2015
October 15

Seated bedside at
my father's corpse -
with whom to philosophize?

Las Cruces

Red deep in purple
sky fire illuminates
last rites at sunset

July 26*

Death weeps in despair
eternal battle futile
desert rose blossoms



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Frank Russell Mar 2015
An agitation, because the object
is as yet incomprehensible,
though exhilarating is the possibility
of its being understood, fully realized -
The wonder of watching
fresh forms emerge
where old patterns
dissolve and evaporate -
A pregnant promising
of release to alternate perspectives,
varied summit-views,
of rebirth into the generative core.
There are no words yet.
They might come after this
delicious anticipation.



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Frank Russell Mar 2015
I am the All-Inclusive.
I project all and contain all.

Though in your mind appears
discontinuity
inception and dissolution
birth and death -
still I remain
the Unified Totality.

Alpha and Omega.
The Beginning and the End.
But there was no beginning
and will be no end.


I am the Eternal Circle
wholly enveloping and embracing
the whole
as all begins and ends
in Me.



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