Like a wave,
here comes Spirit
with light that blinds my day
to a
place that has rich
as its walls
and honey as its taste.
For the cares of life fall to my side;
and I
seem to never find them again.
For where
Your heart is fixed,
like anointed oil -
these times drip heaven’s floor.
Riding the waves of glory
has the
anticipation
of the best ride each time.
Knowing that deeper into the ocean of pardon
has gotten me to its hold
and I never want to come to shore.
To grab
this connection that I am Yours,
seems to be easier and easier to
hear.
But
to hear You are mine,
I need
more and more of this current
to take me out further and further
to be sold
this entrance of Holy.
Spirit calls
and
I find jumping in
is like walking in the rain of summer,
coming from so far up
that the eye cannot understand how it falls
with such softness
to give life in
potions of tiny drops.
Oh how the beat
of such waves
cries together forever,
together forever, together forever.
My soul runs like it has no knowledge
of
leaving anything behind…
only eyes for ahead.
Can you hear,
oh can you hear my love
taking me to the picnic of the
most fantastic spread.
In the sky, not
the land,
I soar.
Holding peace around
me
as it shows me feast after feast to choose from.
And there my soul plays
for this moment,
there is nothing of matter,
only love speaking.
