The Kingdom Man

my man a Kingdom man
the sea the air the hair
my man a Kingdom man
he is here and he is there
my man the Kingdom man
the morning laugh, intense stare

and the stars he climbs are
quiet ones, controlled, snared -
directed fire still works
when you're asleep, I'm assured

my man a Kingdom man
not just the here and now
my man forever man
our wedding crown, the bow

'the sword of truth is science'
his latin motto works
but what about our God I say -
then watch the sparks

the Kingdom is forever
for us he lived and died
the pointer is the hand - mine and yours
the limit is the sky, the scores

my man a Kingdom man
the land is marked and spaced
we cross the water to get there
and the step erases

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