Sometimes
I could just babble on and on
I am seldom found left
without words
I suppose it is
a way to drown out
the silence

But when I have
a divine encounter
with You, Lord,
I find my parched throat is quenched,
the yearning to see Your beauty
sweetly satisified
For I am instantly struck with awe

Your Spirit fills the rushing void
as You surround me
with warm, caressing light
like a flame of hope
and illumination

Your passion
and mercy
and love so overflowing,
as a mysterious fragrance
of passionate peace
overtakes my
quivering being

And suddenly
no words are sufffice
to what I now behold
before me

For suddenly
I am

speechless