who says i can't bow
to my FATHER who
art thou in heaven
when i write about
marmalade trees and
stargazing skies
he knows everything i
am going to write even
before i dip my quill pen
in ink to rice paper
would he rather see
a happy child playing
make believe with
her imaginary friend
eating candy apples
than see man worshiping
money for his own lust
manipulating with a
deck of black cards
FATHER who art thou
in heaven, maybe my
station in heaven will
be decorating your
mansions in homespun
ivory silk puffs
sit and watch the children play
we feast on fine wines
and fruits not yet known
we listen to the harp and
the flute while the
children do somersaults
FATHER who are thou in heaven
you gave us choices to rejoice
in colors, scents and sounds
or the man in the dark pin striped
suits manipulating humankind
with a full deck of black cards
i am just blessed
i can sit with you
by my side and write
about marmalade trees
and gold stardust skies.~~lorilynn
copyright*lorilynn 2010