Stone church philosopher!

 Stone-church Philosopher-extraordinaire!

 

A wooden-bench outside the church-entrance a “pulpit”-impromptu.

Myriad congregants assumed it a personal-confessional. He knew.

 

Widow-Holcomb voiced issues and complaints varied, a litany.

Others gathered, on occasion, to faux-“complain”! Serendipity!

 

A “winning” smile belied the old man’s hidden spirit sad-depression.

Diligent! Each day he quiet takes his sentinel-post in Faith-expression.

 

News travels fast among any group; he gained a worthy-reputation.

Simply, he said “Truth” in reply to queries and ailments. Inspiration!

 

Polite! The old- Philosopher patient-listened to Bored! Lonely! Afraid!

So-sad! Yet True! He shed a forlorn-tear. Then, smiled---and…Prayed!

 

When he clear-tone spoke “Truth”, two gathered; several; then many-more.

He talked of “Love” and living-“Truth”. Praise! Honor! Glory! God-adore!

 

His words fell soft! Like a Whisper-wind satiated in Holy Spirit “Peace”!

Slowly, they came to see Love & Peace within themselves holy-increase.

 

He spoke of Mother Nature miracles in all her Awesome-wonder Would!

Told magic Fantasy-tales of Rainbows! Butterflies! & Unicorns! Could!

Spun yarns of Good-deeds and Worthy Value-Virtue goals they Should!

 

Smiled away their demons with hint-of-dawn “Appreciation”-design

Called rising-sun to golden-shine a promised-day adventure-assign

Offered respite from labor mid-morn in silver-filigree shade-resign

“I live just yonder south of comfort-warm high-noon sun-assign.”

Waning afternoon a sweet ice-cream treat to toils-Cool just-fine

Violet-pale to purple shadow-dark ushering delight-dinner line

And, night-sight---respite-trace…Fantasy-escape in cosmos-align

Astride Magic-unicorn adventure Time-through-Space to-incline

“I live a bit-west of yon alabaster-pale full moon.” Blood-red wine

When all is gone---thee like me…conclusion-choices remain-mine

 

Live! Love! Laugh! & Focus-celebrate!

Vigilant-be! No-one’s future is ever late!

 

Faith! Family! Freedom! Might just be all there really---Is!

In one eternal-instant the only mercy-blessing will be…His!

 

Sinner! Thy self mend!

Amen!