Let me in, so I can ***** your soul
under waters, I can edify my own
silent noise, and your voice takes control
like loud whispers of soul music
your eyes sharpen my heart
gestures may rest while my writing takes a stand
minds collidin' in the inside of space
touching of bodies takes time, no pace
you're designed from the deep-end of my soul
like a sculpture standing tall in abundance.

Impeding the loving flow of the Holy Spirit,
can cause your peace to be accidentally lost;
without the proper atmosphere in your life,
is there success when picking up your cross?

With the Spirit’s sensitivity, He knows
the inner workings of your motivations;
do you believe that a show of gratitude
will masquerade any sin-based deceptions?

We need to create and maintain each day
a spiritually-conducive ambiance for Him;
one that is naturally peaceful and loving,
whereby your soul is stirred with new hymns.

Are you sincerely allowing the Holy Spirit
to divinely set your underlying heart-tone
for each and every aspect of your lifestyle,
whether it’s: at work, play or rest at home?

Having a genuine fellowship with Him insures
that you’re not living life as an emergency;
yet His manifest presence helps you to live…
victoriously with a sense of sacred urgency.

Remember that you’ve been secured by Christ
for the approaching day of final redemption,
which is deliverance from sin’s consequences
(from accepting His holy gift of Salvation).

Where can you hope or expect to really go,
when carnal actions are limiting His flow?
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Author Notes

Loosely based on:
Eph 4:17-32; 1 Pet 1:3-5

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.

Now through night's caressing grip
Earth and all her oceans slip,
Capes of China slide away
From her fingers into day
And th'Americas incline
Coasts towards her shadow line.

Now the ragged vagrants creep
Into crooked holes to sleep:
Just and unjust, worst and best,
Change their places as they rest:
Awkward lovers like in fields
Where disdainful beauty yields:

While the splendid and the proud
Naked stand before the crowd
And the losing gambler gains
And the beggar entertains:
May sleep's healing power extend
Through these hours to our friend.
Unpursued by hostile force,
Traction engine, bull or horse
Or revolting succubus;
Calmly till the morning break
Let him lie, then gently wake.

Follow the trail through a Forest green,
Whisper my name to the Wind unseen-
Walking along till you find your Dream,
Remember:
Im right where Ive always been

Watch as the waves of the Ocean Blue,
Carries away all your troubles
To
A Paradise where I"ll be waiting for
You-
Remember:
Love will always be True

So close Your eyes,
A Heart broken by Lies-
Promises made truely never dies.
And Keep your Heart,
With Truth as its guard-
Remember:

At the End begins a brand New Start...

Place a Prayer upon a Star
High,
Lit by the moon in a dark
Sky-
The answer will come like a
Lullaby,
Remember:
Hope will get you by.

Search Your Heart when you cant
Find,
Answers unknown by your own
Mind-
Faith slowly grows only with
Time,
Remember:
You will always be mine

So open your Soul,
For sadness must still go-
Believe that Love will always hold.
And Keep your Heart,
With Truth as its guard-
Remember:

At the End begins a brand New Start,
Yes
At the End begins A brand new Start.