gate keepers

Be the gate keeper, things enter the gates go deeper; into the deep, who guards the gates when we are sleep. Think; writing this rhyme in Japanese ink the first gate locates the eyes blink.

Watch what you see imprints eternally; dharma. What goes around comes around Karma; charmer. Resound loud another gate enters sound; but he speaks in a whisper. Things sound better now; crisper, listen first when God speaks it’s a whisper. Far of he’s a drifter. Watch your figure; you might get big as a house. Another gate is in the mouth; sharp as a sword or soft as a lamb, the tongue alone can kill a man bless the man, curse the man.

Attention span less than peter pans minivan bumping Eminem; Stan wearing black and tan cloths; I almost forgot the nose, blows in the wind. Only the soul knows travels back into my black hole; control the dome, inside is the throne.

Home made from stone; emeralds, cup is filled till it spilled with blessings; holy grapes by the keeper of the gates.

Blackhemmingway~2014π

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