a steaming cup of coffee...

and new testament versus old....
splendorous differences juxtaposed with alarming 'same ness'...
we want that which is unreachable...untouchable....
while that very SAME thing WANTS US....
and so we circle the flames of outrageous 'disclaimer'...
in an attempt to show our 'good faith'...if you will....
and we are met with scrutiny and DEVOTION and bouquets of red roses....
and scones....
"THOU SHALT NOT COVET"....
heady stuff...
something to ponder on this GORGEOUS Sunday morning...
sabbath abounds....NOT BLACK SABBATH....
but yellow...ethereal...
WE scream out for help, but alas....
it appears to be falling on DEAF tree trunks...
and the angels strum on their harps...
as we indoctrinate and initiate
 the little, white elves,
 who wait just outside our front door....
shall we dance ??