When to sessions of nightly thought
I scroll timeline of things newly past
I sigh the dearth of things I sought
For every zoom, scroll and click dear time’s waste
Then, I happened upon a ceaseless flow
Of mentions, blogs & #tags – a #twurch for scary nights
With animated fingers & eyelids aglow
I leap at rhema & dance in a new found lights
I wail no more for hubris gone
I’m relieved from guilt and man-made laws
Casting off sin and Adam’s gown
For your blog tells me HE paid it all
If but for a while, I hover on your tweets dear friend
All Hope is restored and my sorrows end!
For @damilar3, this is to specially appreciate the goodness of your heart and discipline of your art to proclaim the mandate to every created being.
Happy Birthday Sir!