His love washes over me /
Pristinely /
Drenching me, deluging me /
In surging airborne streams /
A parcel of wind greets me /
& raises me to Him. /
In the Light of Dreams, of sweet reverie, /
There I find Him. /
Beside me he fulminates /
Making me adamantine, /
Diamonded /
Glistening resplendently. /
A place of concealment, a sanctuary, /
He drenches me in His Light, baptismal, /
Cascades me, /
In its torrential downpour. /
In stillness there is revelation, /
In stillness there is clarity, /
Though our hearts tremulous, may quake & tremble, /
He awakens us anew each morn. /
Dec 10, 2023
Dec 10, 2023 at 3:10 PM UTC
His love washes over me /
Pristinely /
Drenching me, deluging me /
In surging airborne streams /
A parcel of wind greets me /
& raises me to Him. /
In the Light of Dreams, of sweet reverie, /
There I find Him. /
Beside me he fulminates /
Making me adamantine, /
Diamonded /
Glistening resplendently. /
A place of concealment, a sanctuary, /
He drenches me in His Light, baptismal, /
Cascades me, /
In its torrential downpour. /
In stillness there is revelation, /
In stillness there is clarity, /
Though our hearts tremulous, may quake & tremble, /
He awakens us anew each morn. /
He unravels the hidden secrets with me, /
As though pristinely clear. /
He shows me that there, /
Exists no reason to quiver in darkness /
Rather, I must /
Grow, learn, flourish, effloresce, & burgeon /
In The Light of the Sun. /
He is my maker, He is my creator, He is my God, Jehovah. /
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