Laying Burdens

A Poem by ziggy

Its a poem about going back to the Father...

Unbraille thy heart that it speaketh of lone wanderings
And the throes of its basal function,

Unweave thy labyrinth of dark, mysterious sinew that in momentous solitude
Boneth up the flaccidity of countenance languishing in repose,

See to it that thy perceptions embellished in humble authority
Exude the roseate comfort of conference and the crimson spontaneity of morn's eye,

And blessed if what one pineth for abideth wholly in obedience;
That it engenders above thy Firmament,

Then this all embracing peace, silent reassurance echoing far deep
From the depths of wistfulness, roping me back to my Strong Tower...