the luminous has been set before us
whispering through day clouds
singing from high above the stars at night
let us not sleep for long
regardless
God is quick to wake His up with consuming light.

attempting to be the giver when there's a Father of all lights to beget all things to His self is fatal.
open up your wonder to give and receive
wake into reality of transparent grace

whispers of Lightning wake me from the resented slumber
once again do i fail to captivate
still, i cling to the reality of an illuminating rain
that will move me through the Love that is mighty to say-
"Eternity is at My hand,"
&, "come now, my Bride."
He breathes, all melts away.

no addition to this selective redemptive melody,
all glory to He that brings us to His self despite ourselves.

precious crimson flow covering all born again sons and daughters in white's linen

come alive for the Risen One is the Source by which any can actually see

if you've been brought then i plead with you to go for many are still enslaved
waiting eagerly to hear of Life and how He died and rose mightily for them
oh, won't you go shout it?
don't ask but tell the bones to live,
truly He will call many to Him through us.

learned what is needed
in the *****
sent into the unknown
to tell of all the magic
taught to me
embracing it
as i remain held,
i grow