The Soul of War

The twenty third psalm, my love. Draw out each word; and

Fly every syllable: pause: and repeat; for the devil prowls;

And saints tug; and deep the soul, the wind of words. Dig;

And float the sky; and search, and strike the pain; for

Spirits roam: to and fro: adrift for mischief; thus, spread

Wings: suffer not in silence: fly every syllable; for devils

Lurk; and thoughts wail; and neighbor’s fall; and voices

Cry. Speak the word: the deepest meditation; and fly the

Syllables; and draw out the Light; for pain: a den of lions;

And grief, a vicious wind; thus, cleanse the temple; and fill

The heart. Create a chant, my love; and recite it daily.

Woo the vibes: a positive waterfall; and cling to love: a

Vision teal; and practice prayer: the tenth psalm; and muse

The good: my guileless love.