Quiet Shut-down

This day gives me a new quiet place 

with my Father. 

Feels like a shut down 

but I continue to experience a new peace.

A Quiet Shut-down 

Amazing to wander about 

in such a love 

that fascinates the mind. 

Surprises make life exciting. 

But what about expectations? 

Can I really lose this familiar 

so called friend (expectations) 

I’ve learned to believe?

As I lay pride aside, 

I'm hoping 

to find a walk that exist 

to give perfect peace 

with all the trimmings 

of beautiful surprises.  

My heart has not changed 

(I want what God is) 

but the path to this higher level 

may be greatly changed. 

Papa God, You experience 

the weep I do. 

Your Holy Spirit isn't being held back 

as I wrestle with my soul. 

I invite You to the center 

of this self-talk 

as the most serious Voice 

I could hear. 

Oh please, manage the scrabble 

of words and emotions 

that all find worth 

until exposed as death 

not life! 

It's okay to sit here and sob 

in a room full of people 

yet it does not appear any one has a clue. 

For this is a heart adjustment 

not a play to enlarge 

my imaginary followers 

to bow at my appearance. 

I'm asking my Pharaoh moments 

be crushed before I can hurt anyone else! 

Every fall be a record 

of Your enlightenment to Your children 

and not my insistence 

in where I can find a speck of self glory. 

Your Words lead on! 

I've never been disappointed. 

What could I ever be afraid of? 

I'm in Your health care facility 

and You have let 

the nurses(Angels) know I'm here. 

I'm in the waiting! 

Watching the action 

that is shattering darkness about me!  

I am being lead by a supernatural world 

that has the Sweet Name 

of miracles to show me Real! 

Fear takes on new leadership 

and becomes the 

beginning of Wisdom. 

Shaking is from joy unspeakable! 

JOY un-writable 

but completely saturated in experience. 

Vision and dreams coming alive 

with something more 

than approval needed of man/women!!! 

Fully Face to face 

with eyes matched to want good. 

Power that longs for Heaven 

as Truth feeds my appetite 

while I agree 

to its fulfilling waves of enjoyment. 

Who I am takes on Your description 

as I listen 

instead of heave forth 

troublesome attacks of dry places.

Waiting is 

being in Arms of Heaven Time 

instead of a calendar’s time slot 

doomed to expire 

or judged from self-accuracy. 

Waiting is listening to a song 

while work is being done. 

A Quiet Shut-down