Standing Beside Me

~

I creak into

the

dilapidated

pilot house

~

Of my haunted tug boat

as it

leaps forth

for a joust

~

With a wall

of

ancient

rock

~

I

sit

down

and gawk

~

My hand

 clutch-

ing

the wheel

~

When

on

my shoulder bone

I feel

~

A touch

gentle

gentle

and warm

~

In the midst of

the

pitter patter

of the rain of this storm

~

I turn

my

head

and see

~

 Stand-

ing

beside

me

~

In flesh

and

blood

Holy Mary!

~

Cloud Shadow 51

~

Oh my God, please

grant

me

thee

~

 Ser-

 in-

 i-

ty

~

To

 grate-

 ful-

ly

~

Be

e

e

eee

~

A Love Slave

to

Holy

Maryyyyyyy!

~

Cloud Shadow 52

~

She

says

to

 me

~

“Head

of

 Bone,

let it be

~

“Let thee old boat

go

where

it’s got to go

~

“And it’ll take ye there

where

the Light of God

 doth really glow”

~

Sooooooo

I

bow

my head

~

And contemplate

what

Our Lady

has just said

~

As

my

tug

boat speeds

~

Beyond all

be-

lievable

creeds

~

Right

at

the

rock

~

I brace myself for

a

rapidly

     approaching shock…

~

Cloud Shadow 53

~

But

 be-

fore

we hit

~

Mary

says

with

shy sly grit:

~

“As for my virginity

when Jesus was born

if ye

   do not believe it ~ “

~

She folds her hands

in prayer

and I’ll be damned if

   the rock don’t split…

~

Cloud Shadow 54

~

Oh Heavenly Father

beyond all

I

knowwwwwww

~

Oh Endless Mystery

beyond rain

and sun

light glowwwwwww

~

Oh

h

h

hhhh

~

Father of Love

above

and

belowwwwwww

~

This world’s gonna

kill me

 sooner or late-

er I knowwwwwww

~

After that

it is Your secret

where

   I shall gooooooo…

~

Cloud Shadow 55

~

“Here we are, oh

Earth

Mother

Mary

~

“Floatin’ thru a crack

in the rock that

has widened

quite contrary

~

“To the

facts

of

Life

~

“Your pure beauty

cuts

like

a knife

~

“Not just thru

this rock but

thru

my heart too

~

“And thru

everything

else

I deemed was true

~

“So tell me please

what

can

I dooooooo

~

“To

o-

blige

  Youuuuuuu?”

~

Cloud Shadow 56

~

“Well,

Head

of

Bone

~

“So

 all

  a-

 lone

~

“In

these

grim

Bad Lands

~

“Of

 cacti

 rocks

  and slithering sands

~

“Why don’t ye

show

some

grit

~

“Cut

out

the

s__t

~

“Sharp-

en

your

sword

~

“And

 serve

 Our

   Lord?”

~

And poof!

Holy

Mary

is gone

~

In Deep Desert

night

in Deep Desert

   dawn…

~

Text Copyright Clyde Collins 1995 2010

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from

TREK 5

of

DEEP DESERT BLUES

by Rawclyde

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