Fateful Trenchancy (Concentric Exigency...)

The limitary eye Can insensibly see... And, the limitable bod Cannot ever become nor be... Has to be relumed By Innocent Glow, Sustained by unassailable Oceanic Grace of Thee... To justly and lucently see... The unbroken pleas Can they verily worship Thee? Glorify fittingly By proclaiming unswervingly Thee? Adhering devotedly To Undying Decree - Be honoring Thee? Cultivating obedience to Thee Be venerating Thee? Untiring obedience Is not motion splendorous? While, the right intent Your untouchable demand? Your Might pityingly Crossing to lowly me And me striving along The magnificent pathway with Thee? The sacrosanctity crown - Most pleasing... consoling Thee... Gained on austerities, Abstinent, ascetic posture, And fervidly fasting, So the soul can lavishly feed... Your will unfailing (inexhaustible...) Provides the only fill satiable. Can a fervent striver For the fullness of Truth Rejoice in works of eternity, Be illimitably fruitful With no constancy of purgation, The garland of self-sacrifice And armory of self-mortification? Celebrating knightliness supreme With no surrender extreme, Supplying Grace resplendent, replete, Vindication and fulfillment complete? And, relying on the Morning Star - The Ivory Tower, Rendering pure Maternal aid Through unrelenting intercessory power? Is my eye rigorous On foundational, Ontological, Life-giving Dependence on Thee? Mindful of The All-seeing Ever Watchful Eye over me? And, can meritorious gifts Be offered to Thee To be repaid by Thee? The patient... 'Life-blood' sighs of Thee... My wrestling loudly... Violently... To be innocuously restored (And as a dove free) , Aching... For heart unblemished Formed by Thee...