Let us Give, Let me Give.
I will make my attempt, freely
Given unto my words, let us know,
Let me know, no soul too dirty
In the great undoing, oh the
Throne of God, Jesus be kind, I beg
How could you love me, I know
You are marvelous, you accept me,
As I accept something of this Sky
Unburdened with a rain of love.
I have been told that my Lifelong gift,
By Tom Schulte, this Life Long lingering
In cases of unknowing, these are not good,
Enough for a Zendo, that others cannot
Understand my sweet gifts of praise, oh Lord,
Where is it that a life of 66 years being the poet
Went wrong in praise of Thee, How did I go wrong?