Enough to pitch tent
Not enough works
For a mansion
Supped at devil's table
Too many times
Lust not love
Tempts too much to
Resist...enjoy season
Of sin for that time
Paul and Peter knew
Flesh weak Spirit vacant
A curse even in deny
Of Jesus...Paul doing
What he should not
Both have Heaven's top
Places to enjoy
A gift...not earned
Ah then HOPE for me
At the bottom
Of the struggle
Works? Don't I wish
Maybe some I know not
Inadvertently
Crowns for those who did
Sack and ashes my dish
Oh I did believe 1951
Sealed my soul
Thankfully
God most powerful
Cannot deny me
Joint heir with Jesus
In that corner
A tent or brush arbor
Ah but there at least
Without the pain
Or worry
Or tempts
Or lusts
No losing face
No feeling bad
No decisions
No hurries
Grace for all
Unconditional
Return to Eden
My humble corner
Just fine
ENOUGH...Forever
Davis F. Roush Jr.
For all those souls sealed
