A LOVE SUPREME (The Poem)

BENEATH THE SPIN • ERIC L. WATTREE 

A LOVE SUPREME

A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme,
A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme . . .

The howling winds, the roaring sea,
The stars above, a part of you and me,
All a gift, from he who is HE,
The wondrous Prince, of eternity.

A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme,
A love Supreme, A Love Supreme . . .

The restless tide, with it’s mystic lure,
The hue of a setting Sun, that paints the shore,
All a gift, forevermore,
From A loving God, that I adore.

A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme,
A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme . . .

I take my horn, to sing his praise,
I'll sing his song, throughout my days,
and when I'm gone, I'm still not through,
I'll leave behind this song for you.

A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme,
A Love Supreme, A Love--

"My loving child, now that you are through,
I take thou horn, and lie it next to you.
In loving praise, you always blew,
Now, sleep my child as I sing to you . . .

A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme,
A Love Supreme, A Love Supreme . . ."
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Eric L. Wattree
Http://wattree.blogspot.com
Ewattree@Gmail.com
Citizens Against Reckless Middle-Class Abuse (CARMA)

Religious bigotry: It's not that I hate everyone who doesn't look, think, and act like me - it's just that God does.

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