Just One Drop

JUST ONE DROP

Just one drop
that falls not
That never fails
in erasing all fault

A death
that brings life
One for all
with the serenity
of true certainty
in a friendly voice
Do you hear the call?
Always a choice
to steer your vessel
on a heavenly course
Words of wisdom
the truth to tell
of a Kingdom to come
on a restored Earth
as it is in heaven

One drop of love
that doesn’t fall
and never fails
there for all

Just one drop
of grace divine
suspended within
the fullness of time
No silent witness
to a world of crime
and dysfunction
with the solution
already given
In what direction
would you be heading?
A door is wide open
as the Word
has been spoken
throughout the expanse
of infinite space
One drop of hope
for this human race
more than enough
power to change course
to break the curse
to replace
all hatreds ancient
with a loving embrace

Just one drop 🩸

of love in abundance

enough for all

who take the chance

to answer the call

Words & Artwork:
~ David B. Redpath © 2018-2025

Sailing High in Creation

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Riding the bounds
Sailing high in creation
Things that astound
on the wing
in the deep
and under the ground
Yet consciousness
hard up against the glass
of this broken existence
Confiscated by the State
as a piece of degenerate art
then sold as a slave
to the black market of fate
I made the big break
for the heights of Montmartre
A spirited defence
yet only token the resistance
at the cutting edge
of forsaken circumstance

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Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie

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Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie
(edited) ~ by Bob Dylan

When yer head gets twisted
and yer mind grows numb
When you think you’re too old,
too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin’ behind
an’ losin’ yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl
of life’s busy race
No matter what yer doing
if you start givin’ up
If the wine don’t come
to the top of yer cup
If the wind’s got you sideways
with one hand holdin’ on
And the other starts slipping
and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire
needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood’s easy findin’
but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin’
and the street gets too long
And you start walkin’ backwards
though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up
as down goes the day
And tomorrow’s mornin’
seems so far away

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Gloria In Excelsis

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Faithfulness

through the wilderness

Climbing a mountain

of passion burning

from just a single spark

The pure fragrance

of holy incense

Your sacred presence

in the deepest dark

throughout the longest night

In the shadow

of your wings

I find peace sublime

Celestial rest in the midst

of an endless cosmic fight

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The High Road

The flat screen

a most unwholly* edifice

to a downloaded scene

of gratuitous violence

Remote and depressed

that button of silence

Disorder is depleting

the span of my attention

Always fleeting

that limitless touch

of soulful mindfulness

Consciousness

breaking the surface

The high road taken

past a world of distraction

to the fields

of contemplation

With little Miss Daisy

driving me

all the way

to satisfaction

In gratitude

for creation’s magnitude

I find happiness

beyond imagination

~ David B. Redpath © 2018 – 2023

*Please excuse my little miss
spelling. Holy accidental !

Artwork:
‘The Forest at Fountainbleau’
~ by Henri Matisse