Unto The Daughters Of Israel (The Temple Of Jerusalem-COTS)

WOW, my friend, what a beautiful spill and so suitable to the point as this stanza is on corse of this day in time

You mortals have one foot in hell, mind in Heaven, heart surviving Mother Nature’s cruel elements      
Silence always gives noise its beautiful consent        
We are on the verge of a systematic daily purge      
Violence, robbery, idolatry to debauchery is the new scourge          
Murder in the name of polarizing sides, deafening screams, to survive must tolerate    
Where is the remorse, the emotions, no one with commonplace morality dares to even relate      
Baptize your thoughts and always keep them pure  
The heart, mind, and body rid of its contaminants daily and that is for sure  
  

I will bow to that WOW, my friend, and it is always appreciated in merit, in addition, thank you for taking the time to comment.

In the essence of reading, much poetic respect.

Have a great evening and may you awakened to a fantastic Tuesday.

You as well

My Queen wisdom you are. I have found the tents of Kedar.

Oh, you are very reflective in response, my King and I have not heard that biblical reference since college.

For those who are not familiar with the tents of Kedar, let it be known it is phased as King Solomon's beautiful dark beauty.

The civilization of the Kedar people were belied to be of nomadic descendants and surprisingly they were tribes of Arabs, they resided in black hair tents.

You have a very polymath intellect, and very insightful.

Thank you for taking the time to read and knowledgeable gifts offered in the brevity of your comment.

Assalam Alaikum

Enjoy your Monday and have a wonderful Tuesday as it greets your presence.

I am black,but comely,Oye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. My Queen the Songs of Solomon is my favorite.

That is one of my favorite biblical verses by King Solomon of Israel. I do believe it is Chapter One verse Five. (The Song of Solomon-his sacred love poems).

And thank you for that...

It is my favorite my Queen, Im glad you enjoy that verse.

Very much so, and as my grann would say, great intellects when sacredly entwined is as the sweetest gifts offered from Heaven, unquote.

Continue to enjoy the lateness of the evening, my King. 

We create our own journey into the world good or bad.  We grow up and change, but we are young at heart.  Keep on writing my Queen.

Yes, we do, my handsome poet and with that gracious poetic accolade, thank you for reminding society of such a blessed merit to give credence to your words.

May your Tuesday be rewarding in all that you inspire to make it bountiful in its reach.

May your Wednesday be rewarding my Queen.