Locus
Talked about it, combed it through,
And there it was – what I could do;
I spoke of ‘White Bear’, laid it out,
And then I saw – without a doubt –Though not too clear, an open way
In Western Man. – The mobile way;
Like heartland’s scene some months ago,
The bus it was – a way to go.Then, like a flash – “Hey, lay it out –
The things you need along your route,
From now to later – pink that is –
By way of structure for your biz.And then I left to errands run,
To have some food – a bit of fun;
Then lay it out – what I might do
As way to walk this road with you.Construction sites quite messy are,
As this one is, though not by far
The worst I’ve seen along the way
From there to here, this autumn day.Thanks Lord for this, I’m sure You’ll show
Us just enough, so road will know;
And yet hold back so walk of faith
It will remain, in present case.Thanks.
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