Had Jesus Chris just recanted what he stood for, he could have escaped death but he didn't. Instead, he accepted death - a death that was violently and viciously thrust upon him.

Joan of Arc at first retracted her claims to the visions she had in exchange for life but later, retracted her retractions and was sent to the stake to be burned.

sun is my god and our god

can you imagine
anything born without the sun

nothing

so god is manifest
in SUN only
that only time can tell
but when I discourse with normal
intelligent humans
I don't discuss religion

' tis ones faith and belief
let them in themselves
find a relief

who am I to over shadow the heavens
and imagine a sky without a sun

then there will be
NO
HUMANS ...
ANIMALS
AND
PLANTS

NONE

EARTH WILL BE BARREN

pressed fortune
in the black oil of night
halogen feeler
ignites along the
sleeping stores
slips over cars
and fences
a living ghost of light
and everyone ducks
and freezes not breathing

some of us in the tardark
protection
some of us lumped
as abstract
heads tucked like geese
feeling like sheep
in the camo urban
fleece of everyone

There are rivers for each stage of life
as well as for 'most every mood.
Some run wild and full of strife
while others seem to slowly brood.

Like us, they start with two joined parts
love for us and streams for them.
Both begin with fits and starts
as if their birth were a mere whim.

The rivers of my heart and home
spring from Blue Ridge mountain hollows
where they laugh and rush with foam,
their pools dimpled by evening swallows.