DEMONS - WHO?!

DEMONS - WHO?!

YOU MIGHT HAVE NOTICED - I AM FINISHED
WITH THE DEMONS! THEY HAVE NO POWER
OVER ANY FOLLOWER OF JESUS, AS HE IS
TOO STRONG A MUSTARD SEED SOWER,
AND HE KNOWS HE CAN RELY ON HIS WOMAN,
HIS HOLY ROSE, HIS ONE AND ONLY ETERNAL
WIFELY FLOWER.

THEY HAVE REALLY TRIED TO ANNOY US
FOR A VERY LONG TIME - BUT THEY DO NOT
WANT TO KNOW, THAT I ONLY IN JESUS' LOVE
DO GLOW AND THAT I AM NOT INTERESTED IN
ANY KIND OF FAME OR GLAMOROUS NAME
AS I LOVE HIM LIKE NO OTHER, AS WE ARE
JOINED IN HEAVEN TOGETHER ETERNALLY
BY GOD, AND HAVE VOWED AT THE BEGINNING
ALREADY THAT WE WOULD ALWAYS AND AGAIN
BE ON EARTH AS IN HEAVEN HIS INFINITE LIGHT'S
ROD.

AND MY ONLY DESIRE IS TO LOVE HIM AND I
SIMPLY CANNOT HELP IT, I ALSO DO HIM ADMIRE
AND TOGETHER WE DON'T WANT ANYTHING MORE
THAN TO SERVE GOD AND IN HOLINESS TO ASPIRE.
AND, BY THE WAY, I DON'T CARE, WHETHER HE IS
IN THE WORLD A KING, A GARDENER OR SOME
MEEK AND MILD ESQUIRE.

IT IS NEVER IMPORTANT, WHAT WE SEE AT FACE VALUE
OF A SOUL, AS WE FULFILL IN MANY CAPACITIES
AND WITH MANIFOLD GIFTS OUR HOLY ROLE.
AND SOMETIMES THAT CAN ALSO BE THE BAD GUY
OR A NUN WITH CAVITIES IN HER SOUL MEMORIES,
WHO SPREADS ABOUT JESUS AND ME MANY A LIE.

OH, WELL, WE DO THE WORLD FOR GOD DEFEND
AND DEFY, AND I SIMPLY TRUST JESUS, AND STOPPED
ASKING EVERY FIVE MINUTES IMPATIENTLY, WHEN
SOMETHING COMES UP SURPRISINGLY AND TO
MY SOUL UNEXPECTEDLY: 'WHY, OH, WHY?!'

AND I ALSO DO NOT IN A MIRROR OR WATERS
OF A LAKE FOR FAKE AND MIRROR TRUTHS
SCRY.
I WAIT, UNTIL GOD OR JESUS GIVE ME THEIR ANSWER,
AND FOR THAT I DO ALSO NOT NEED ANY KIND
OF WEED MOOD ENHANCER AS MY BELOVED SPOUSE
JESUS IS SUCH A GIFTED CHOREOGRAPHER AND
DANCER.

I CAN'T WAIT TO BE REUNITED WITH HIM,
AS MY FEET AND MY BODY LONG FOR MOVEMENTS
THAT HE DESIGNED JUST FOR ME FOR HIS
OWN ENTERTAINMENT, HIS MARITAL AND ALSO
FOR GOD'S MYSTERIOUS PLAISIR THAT ENCODES
AN ANSWER TO A HOLY QUESTION IN BRINGS
THE RIGHT MOVE ONTO THE RIGHT PATH
INTO MY FOCUS AND VISIR.

AND THAT COMES ALL FOR FREE AND WITHOUT
ANY KIND OF FEAR.
BUT VERY OFTEN, ON MEMORY LANE, WITH
AN ENDLESS FLOOD OF A NEVER-ENDING
TEAR.

Mother Ziggy Agocsi
Good Friday
10th April 2009