Brian's Song - So Easy To Please
There's such joy when I feel part of your bliss,
See smiles that you give me each day,
Though integrity wills me to say this,
No gift that I've planned is in play!
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
I praise happiness born of your making!
It's 'gift' to support you, have 'part! '
For to love is no small undertaking,
Slack thirst from well deep as your heart!
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
I so love it your work makes you happy
God's Grace lives in moments like this.
Oh, 'dear child' when it's time for a 'nappy, '
Is sleep more a kiss or abyss?
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
Can you prove your death's real, rhyme's mistaken?
Is 'faith' not required for each side?
Is pure 'Logic' the road that you've taken
Or 'Anger! ' Christ's blood wounds your pride?
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
More responsible folk are life's winners!
Not man, Sir: might God rule Sun's rise?
And the Bible serves even beginners,
Though fallen still twist Truth with lies.
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
Friend, the Bible says, "Faith is the answer
And 'hearts' can deceive us! " Rings true!
But is Science, God's gift, more a cancer
Or something He hopes we'll pursue?
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
May this poem grant favor to questions,
Encourage Man's faith and God's child.
Does God's Grace seem to honor our actions?
Let nothing I've said here prove mild!
Oh, it's all right, and death's just a doorway,
Though door, you've not opened before!
For no soul stays in bounds on life's 'fairway, '
Life's 'rough' seems a weak metaphor!
Hope to sleep: wake to find there is more!
Brian Johnston
5th of July in 2019
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