"To Live"
The blessed, the meek, the little
All of this is very important
And the longer one goes on
The more important it is to stay alive
Staying alive is very important
Even staying alive and alone
Life is better than death
And survival is actually quite important
You see that beetle climbing a wall
And in that see the meaning of life
The meaning of life isn't so much friendship
Life is the art of working with the divine
Life is an art.  Staying alive, forging ahead
Survival is beautiful, don't ever be ashamed
At a point cruelty becomes an incentive to success
If the odds are against you then you should win
Just overcoming that which defies you
And getting through another day
Each day has enough evil of its own
And making one's contribution to the Christ child
I'm laying my beads and trinkets down for the Lord
And I'm doing it every day
Every day I savor my life
And every day I learn more
There is victory in living on another day
There is peace and satisfaction in just living
In that sayest thou truly
So tomorrow we set out for another course
And the next day another
Faith that beam of sunlight shading the shadow
And hope that bunny shuffling through the undergrowth
Moving forward is now more essential than ever
And moving forward is beautiful
Those party favors strewn about the carpet
Are actually symbols and ciphers
Those that tread between life and afterlife
Those that understand things yet know nothing
Those that never got a chance and face obstacles
Are going to lead others down the road
One day God will be grateful he placed me here
I believe, he already is
The knitting together of the fabric of life
Will reveal that I am an essential part
When the stars shine, I shine
And no less vital to the heavens
All daunted by those powers that govern
I walk under the fear of the Lord
In that one is blessed in that one is Home
"Teacher," Ptolemy swoons and falls down
 when he throws himself at my feet
He is weary from some faraway journey
"My Home," Swoons Theodore when he comes
And breaks upon her shores
My family probably loves me still
And further on there is a lot of hope there
The principles that are upheld need help
And for the sake of solitude
For the sake of giving life to that which gives
A message of love and kindness
Perhapy that purpose is to give to those
Who buy my books and read them carefully
For posterity or generations ahead
For those who are also struggling
For those who are ashamed to succeed
And those who are being prevented
For the little and the disfigured and the cast away
For the birds that scatter on the porch
In the hope that there might be a little more seed
For the hermit who waits for her beloved
She will probably love him long after he leaves her
And will not easily want another
For endings that receive beginnings
And for those who sleep undisturbed
For hope and love and all things beautiful
And the struggling of little mice
For doves and trees and snow and apples
And oranges and cinnamon and tea
Because life is worth living
And the poor are worth saving
Because the hungry are worth feeding
And the mean are worth forgiving
Because God works in mysterious ways
because you can go on and on on the same road
And learn to trust it over time
It's patterns become habits
Its thoughts and dreams become your peace
The world turns and on time's great axis
The shifting of banners is no match for thee
The peace that comes when energies are shifting
To the weave of a braid that can be altered
But not shattered, to the islands lost in time
Because there is nothing worse than to die
Because hope is the most beautiful little thing
Because Ptolemy is hope skimming the waves
Chasing the horizon like a shimmer of crystal
He'll never die and you proved that today
Ptolemy's miracle was that he always believed
And in it he is becoming something new
That to create is the singlemost purpose
That those that destroy creation are evil
That a kiss is fuel and a kiss is substance
But to go in a certain direction
To build or plant a seed or move further ahead
Yes Lord, This is enough to live
In Jesus' Name,
Amen