Alone a lone thought stands

Is there a roaring lion

Seeking to devour

Me?

Awe! Can ye see by yer

Dawning early light

Ye’r no a lone nuthin’ nomore.

That damned lion be seekin’ whom

He may devour.

That ain’t me.

Agree?

May as well tell the rest.

Best tell.

The rest,

That remains

To be seen.

Would a Nobel, Pulitzer, Emmy, Oscar ever

Fill any piece of the part we missed?

Rest awhile. Being salt already

You could glance back sans holy terror,

But you doubt your saltness.

Not me. Straight-arrow of time onward

Christian soldier marching as to war

With the cross of Jesus going on be…

For Christ’s sake, rest awhile,

Listen.

Recall remembered realities three

I space am

Wave, as we pass in the night.

Ignore destiny, plot a course

To our chosen port, of course,

Your destination.

Outside the pride.