Honor as Fawner

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Honor as Fawner
By Arley Steinhour 061117

All we’ll have is Living Water,
To Drink, or swim in, like an Otter;
Floating or Diving, we’re breath either,
Air or water, like Land or Sea Creature.

If hungry, come and take your Fill,
Fruit, and Veggies, till Hunger is Nil;
The Tree of Life has Fruit of twelve Seasons,
Plus, everything else, ‘Dining has many Reasons.’

To cross a hill, to Top or Bottom, are both Downhill,
Or, just fly across, Viewing, to Breezes singing Trill,
Seeing what the Bird sees, even Mighty Eagle,
And, hearing the Clouds Praise, la soft Baying Beagle.

To smell a flower, just stick out your hand,
Flowers almost fight, to be part of your Band;
When done, simply place on ground at your foot,
And the Flower Resurrects, by growing new Root.

Grass, on the other hand, will mostly ‘Giggle,’
Unless your ear is close, to hear their Tinkle;
Lay down on the grass to receive a Massage,
That stimulates the Soul, as Grass cannot ‘Crinkle.’

Pathways are round rocks, made of Gold,
But soft on the foot, like the lifting of Old;
All can walk, run, or fly, from Station to Station,
Except for long distances, use of Teleportation.

First issue of Robe, lasts for Eternity,
Sandals, never wear, Happy feet a Certainty;
The Crown, we receive, emotes our Honor,
Cast to the Feet of God, as we ‘Honor as Fawner.’

To, Any and All, who’ve read all my words,
They’re much like Opera, to Hummingbirds;
As, Mortal words, can’t state, Truly Right,
‘Be Right,’ With Jesus, or ‘Your Soul He Must Smite.’

AMEN