Logic Gone

Hi Poppa, 

I’m so tired and yet I am so fulfilled 

from abundance of  Your love 

that has washed over me recently.  

So fresh 

is the pictures of Your face 

before me as life swiftly embraces me 

with opportunities to find You calling.  

I’m running, 

running to this fire 

that can open me up in a split second 

and then mend what spills 

by the wonders of Spirit’s voice 

just as fast.  

Love fascinates, intrigues me 

with such extreme; 

I push with all I've got 

to get there.  

Pushing with all I've got

because I've yet to learn 

the art of achievements 

to rest in this race worth my life.  

When love faces me so close 

I feel its breath,

I lose all logic 

on how it came, 

just that it is here 

and I am wading it its substance.  

Moving about has this simple song 

vibrating within 

that steals all my wants 

and packages them 

into an enormous explosion of joy.

And I wonder....

How did I get here?

Logic gone!

But I'm changed and refreshed.