In Truth's Décor
esther's story's secretly woven‒
giving all a simple token
‒divine truth goes unbroken–
surviving through symbols‒
weaved into carefully
chosen words
‒begging those in hear:
open ears
to what is served
‒awards given
to those in deserve
all's well in the token‒
driven to a back-there look
in divine truth's beginning
(the two and zero
of grace given)
‒twelve's woven...over and over‒
in weaving words in deem
taken from the awakening
of enlightened nineteen‒
leaving behind
that of zero and seven
and a solemn maiden's hand‒
as she earnestly plows through
a worded, forgotten lace
as a man devours the beauty
of a woman's face
hungrily devouring God's†
carefully-placed words
–capturing in her web
the warmth of their embrace
‒opening up all her
tormented traps
as He lifted His welcoming hat‒
giving what
her world...lacked
spring forward...years buried‒
learning the Way
in this worded maze
over and over‒
appearing through haze
divine passages‒
screaming out their maze
'look, look, look‒
there's more than words
in this book!'
in all these wording roots
listening, hearing‒
the spirit-driven cue
‒she knew exactly
what to do:
carefully orchestrate
explanation's verbate
through a divine magistrate‒
without breaking
golden rules
set by those
who hold the glue
don't be lost
in that of fool‒
there's an awakening
in two
–so listen
for the one tiny clue‒
for together
not two but three
‒do away with deception
for the better of the few
understand the coming mates‒
tally up this circle of eight
‒a player of aces and eights
where future holds dates
…and it's never in late
the cards...held by Thee†
‒oh the power of three!‒
built up the one and only Son†
who personally chose the one‒
a simple man's son
‒revealing truth
on fingers counting five
trying to live, stay alive
bringing troubles
screaming‒
I feel like I'm fifteen!
believing what seemed lost–
can never be redeemed
–not seeing the growing
of the unseen vine
‒driven solely
by the one who's Divine†
when all brought together‒
revealing the mercy
in signs
‒grace given
in the sum of nine
listen, listen, listen
there's so much more‒
in esther's given token
a weave already woven
spoken in words written
for destiny not forsaken
seven maids entered her den
seven years...the first begin
a year for the reviving‒
think of the twelve
apostles setting out to build
‒rethink
that back-there twelve
a beginning in mend
when in comes‒
the simple in friend
as came the twelve plus the one
‒Jesus...the one and three
of thirteen‒
the father of love in stream
awakens a rose in need
–fulfilling truth's chosen destiny
from His† reason in be‒
life formed
from a lover's spirit
as the whiff
of an october's harvest
‒the breathe of the tenth‒
opened gates
in a lustful ingest
‒a beginning
in awakefulness
from esther's gentle cave
her company of seven maids‒
thinkings of seven years
of trails and testings‒
a tally in fourteen
‒a maiden forgetting
what was seen
like that of the king–
a thrown away dame
placing cards
on a lover's flame
truth's awakening‒
always comes in blind
as hormonal lights
screams again...fifteen!
–discovering
a woven-in beam
by God's† driven stream‒
the maiden awakens
in believe‒
like loving in a dream
feeling...again‒
the age of sweet sixteen
revelation...esther brings‒
as strife
came to her king
like waves of a hurricane
mixed with sways of cane
days to months‒
built in time
adding up
across the line‒
in whispers
of a spiritual nine
‒a constant set in design
to be the soul keeper
in remind
then time came‒
to shift the scene
like the brave age
of seventeen
building up
to that of nineteen‒
that ending of teen
‒steps in the makings
of a great king
a maiden looking back‒
the makings of a queen
twelve months‒
in a beauty's regime
‒six in the oils of myrrh
‒six in cosmetics and perfumes
living in the palace of a king
‒within months
counting twenty-four‒
she lived in the dream
of a true queen‒
fighting behind screens
for the better
of her king
in the spirit of nine‒
the mince of a hurricane
combining twenty-four‒
lights replacing rain
all adds up
to God's willing beam:
the spirit of three
along side the strength of three
moving carefully‒
a well-driven destiny
oh, gentle morning dove‒
look, look, look
the tone of esther in see‒
in that first month
in that twelfth year
‒the awakenings
of one and three
as two lived, two died
‒the takings of four
in the give
‒the getting and giving‒
for hearts to survive
as in the building
of an awakening‒
that of one and three
as a written record
of beautifying the heal‒
that of one and three
‒the beautiful sway
of thirteen
as came the twelve plus the one
‒Jesus...the one and three
of thirteen†
the father of love in stream
awakens a rose in need
–fulfilling truth's chosen destiny
all in the makings
of a king
‒over-looking
ten thousand talents
‒given then resented
then worked for
in a manifested dream
‒without thought
of the connected ream
as...seven years
in begin
as in the twelve
plus the One
‒Jesus...the one and three
of thirteen
oh, the pages
of esther's revelation!
a broken-down‒
spiritual enlightenment
leaving a mystery‒
in driven
an ending and a beginning
‒a moving to a second
in time
where there's no drawn lines
for God's right on time
as brought...again and again‒
one plus two plus seven plus eight‒
one and eight
‒the grace of nine
the breathing
of God's pure light
as one plus two plus seven plus nine‒
one and nine...the single
of one
God's number in sign
‒the highest in Divine!
bringing together
all this rhyme‒
esther's beauty‒
by a king...seen
but not just her beauty‒
captured his gleam
‒the beauty
of her hearing
really made her
his queen
in all awakenings–
there's forgiving
for all comes to an end
bringing in a new begin
–a carefully woven token
revealing God's†
enlightened scene
the sum...that of nineteen
where alls...not what it seems
–for in the sum
comes the means–
where the one and the nine
builds in ten–
simplifying to the One†
who...above all else‒
is the infinity
of the sum!
(September 22, 2019)―Enjoy.
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