"Hit me"a violent gesture,
                  an act of pleasure,
a gambler's term,
A Seed of the Worm,
Wooden heart as well,
after all who is responsible for,
Hello's and goodbye's
Halo's and no-reply emails,
as it costs more at the pace of snail,
what do you pay, what fair market price,
for that part of you,
                                    that was preserved by sacrifice,
it has beauty no human eye has seen,
it is ageless,
                     but is it more than junk jewelry, worn
when you are worn out,
                    but what about the tom foolery, torn
in strips, down to your marrow, but
R e m e m b e r
He loves you and keeps His eye on the sparrow,
and if that don't mean Jack,
then we are back to you and to Him.
Oceans and Time, but no black pearl,
set sail, hit the open water, life is off your stern,
the bow may cut, where the wind blows...
there are the storms of life but,
"I know the master of the wind...."