In Canaan water was turned to wine
By a holy power devine
He spoke upon the mount
A sermon few can recount,
Coming up from the water
A dove alighted on his shoulder
A sign form high above
Of the Creators eternal love,
Many parrot a priest
Many parrot a pastor
Many parrot a minister
Yet, not really know what they speak,
I lean not on my own understanding
Nor do I easily lean on trust
If I were to admit a weakness
Desire to live would be that lust.
JJSweets 23Feb20 20:02 hrs
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