Hallowed Be Thy Name (COTS)

Unto the Moon that illuminates my journey in this realm we call life  
Silence in the night henceforth without strife  
Give me divinity’s purpose or give me earthly rest  
Like Spring that fly's home to the bosom of Heaven’s winter’s nest  
Smile in grace in perilous times as the sky remains high    
The road to mental and spiritual salvation is not wide    
Within my path, roadblocks to hinder, reach out your hand and we pull each other up    
We have stories, mantras, which must be told, sipped from one person to the next out the Holy Grail’s cup    
  
Hungering for soulful connections, yet  
Throwing stones at best, weapons when dealt    
Whispers sent above revered in love    
Where do crying souls go when the mind and heart needs to mend    
Shooting bloody arrows on earth when thy kingdom of the bruised heel commends    
Kneeling in hushed solidarity to give credence to its humbly truth    
Tattered and battered in its recourse    
In life, contentions, strife, will always reduce    
Bowing heads in anguish to the world’s back lashes, laying upon thistles and thorns in recluse    
  
Searching in the midnight hour asking the Creator where does broken souls go    
Is my name still in the Book of Life of old    
The pilgrimage of my ancestors has already paved the way with their blood, sweat, and tears, I am the remnant of their foretold    
Until the calling of slumber, wise owls safeguard without convictions, without animosity, without whys    
No avarice of rewards to hate, no wicked mission to attain, spite in time will only bring sorrow to human eyes    
  
Devoid in the propose to wallow, to gloat, judge for misplaced faith, or give merit to saluting pride to demoralize    
Or rise from stench in the demise    
Within the cosmic of evolution, we call life, unto my Creator, steeple hands must ask for forgiveness and repent    
A day to Him to sin is like a thousand deaths when sword tongues speak in wicked discontent    
  
If you are not the circulating blood, the four chambers beating in my heart    
Then you will never understand the duality plight of light and dark    
Permission always granted when evil and good must battle, in its nakedness, vowed to represent    
Relish in the honor when wisdom shines in its relent    
Sacred temples without spots or wrinkles    
To live as a being in all its beautiful glory is to give and receive, it’s just that simple    
  
The core of a righteous servant is in the intellect in what you teach    
Gather the four corners of the world and tell of its evil predictions in the forthcoming lessons you must always preach    
For the fallen ones, you pray daily for until they can stand in their own judgment knowing you have silently reached    
No one remains perfect in life’s pursuit
Unto the Sun the Moon, spiritual incantations honors the regality of its hoots
The beautiful birds that soar who fly with higher wings
Sometimes in life, we must surround ourselves with love to give credence to external peace  
Humbly bow and then ostracize those who are not willing to out pour such a luxury for our mental and wellbeing to earthly lease



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