10/09/2026
ODE TO TIME
…From Its Prisoner
Oh! Eternity!
Where and when will you dawn?
Like Solomon of old, I bear the desire to escape the vice grip of
TIME!
All of my plans have left me as a slave to fate.
I have studied the arts and crafts of humanity and found broken glass all around me.
I have fashioned winning respect and sharing my most workable thoughts!
I have the gift of perceiving each developmental step in a complex machine or the tantalizing forces of physics.
Did I try to enter the starry realm of night and become a fiery preacher of righteousness?
Yes
And No
Where there had been an opportunity to share my message with an anxious
congregation, an unidentified party had invaded the extant board of decisions.
Reluctantly, I will shift my campaign to the streets as in Azusa!
The fire that burns within me is a painful reality.
Was there an Old Testament Prophet who wept the same tears?
ABSOLUTELY