Today I’ve felt a little miss placed.
Stopping to hear things not spoken,
I search the Place of intimacy
where
God dwells
and has promised to never leave.
Finding Him waiting...
I let go of a tear
Permission is asked
to call
all those other tears I stopped.
Should
I surrender?
If I surrender,
why and what
will they be saying?
Will they tell me I
am sad?
Are they bursting
because I have
arrived
at the accumulation of such abundance?
I know not,
so I award this miss placed sensitivity
to eloquence of His
Love
to release what incarcerates acts of freedom,
simply by my presentation to
come.
Springing up
He lifts His Eyes
to
pierce through mine
as He locks in
now that I have approached.
Turning with the sound of a crackling,
I
begin to wonder….
Did I hear something?
Did He speak?
A smile begins to
shine.
Not a large laugh,
nor a giggle
of sound,
but the beginnings of the curl of a smile.
I soar with excitement!
As if I found the ultimate jewel
of great
treasure,
I am dropping duties and worries;
and like a child
I carelessly run
to jump
into the ocean of surprises
from Him awaiting me.
For the curl of His smile
means passion and exotic
delights
that are the center of all source of pleasure!
It is as if I found
the door to heaven’s
throne
and as I turn the knob,
I will be met
with thousands of saints and
angels
who have treasured my decision to join this song.
The smile that has exposed His Heart
slowly tilts
His Head
and the hum of Peace
takes on a note as it hovers about me.
I climb upon its wave
and lie still.
It folds His kindness closely,
so close that
it is all I now am.
Resting in the
single tone
of what strength it brings,
I wait for the stairway to its next
choice.
Taking a deep breath,
almost
like I had forgotten to breathe
prior to this visit,
I am filled with its Color
that will change the countenance
I was wearing.
Oh to stay
and give the Great
Physician
my name and take His.
I simply let go of a tear.
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