Weariness I No Longer Recognize

Father, I am transcended into a whirlwind 

that seems to spin all weariness 

into something I no longer recognize.  

As if what was – was never. 

Trapped in Your locked container 

that has no entrance or exit, 

are my worries 

I know not how was captured 

and taken away from me.  

Left in my conscientiousness 

is an open freedom 

where One has subdued my enemy 

and I am wondering about 

in a kingdom that saves.  

My appearance 

gives the impression of focused Love 

smeared inside out, 

to shift my ground beneath me 

so that each move becomes careless.  

The lover of my soul 

has spoken my name and I heard.  

I was about my business 

and His kiss of affection 

found the eyes of my heart.  

The woe of His passion 

showed ownership 

and I was jubilant.  

All that remained was now.  

Carried away was the weight of time.  

Saturated in the stare of love, 

words now speak with power 

but no sound.  

Exchanged are life’s burdens 

for the cleanliness of teaching 

washing its waves of song.  

Its life 

comes as not a formed vocabulary 

but as love words 

picked from words and images, 

it holds so gentle a story to enlighten.  

Acquaint me, lover of my soul; 

acquaint me deeper 

with unheard sounds love makes.  

Instruct me 

as You navigate 

my desires discovered. 

I throw caution to the wind 

as love pampers all my falls. 

For where else 

could my soul find such rest.  

Where could I uncover 

such vivaciousness, 

such exquisite awe of connection?