Sip a Glass

Sip a

glass 

of spirit.

One that tips 

when topped.

Let’s hope our pleasant server

never

ever 

stops.

Let’s fill 

our glass

and sip it 

down.

The spirit

will

surely 

last,

far beyond 

the 

thirst,

far beyond

the 

glass.

I say 

the drink 

delights.

I say 

it sparks

with glee.

But all we’re 

really drinking

is 

something

made

for 

free.

The TREE

WHEN SPIRT

MAKES ITS WAY

THROUGH YOU

AND CHRIST

IS

THE DOOR

LET IT PASS

IN

AND

OUT

DAILY

HOPE FOR MORE

SPIRIT

TRAVELS

THROUGH THE HOLE

ONE MADE JUST LIKE ME

WASN’T ONCE THE FLUTE

REALLY JUST A TREE?