The Beloved Gift

For if I could have it all a gift,
It would be wrapped up in your lips.
For if I could live inside my dreams,
It would be hallways of mirrors that I’d see;
And pictures of you dancing all about
On walls of glory and tales of the past.
I’d sit and I’d watch until I remember:
This was always a place I could enter.
I needn’t possess any key or access of entry
For there are no barriers between you and me.

Overcoming Doubt

For I am weary
And, alas, I seek.
I crave to know –
No, I crave to let go.
I desire to walk stride for stride.
Please, Dear Lord, guide me in this life.
For it is not fright I fear,
But the anxiety of the unknown.
Grant me peace and rest in my inferiority;
For patience is a virtue that eludes me.
But you are the one that concludes me.

Living in Grace

Rejoice in the name and in the pleasure.
Deny thyself no more from the grandeur.
Allow thyself to play peacefully in the manger.
You are not without but filled with springs that overflow.
My vessel spills over from your grace.
What must I do to cope with such abundance?
What divine grace.
Should I surrender myself and seek thy face?
Or shall I quickly forget what you have given?
For I am nothing without you;
I am nothing without the gifts you store below.
Oh, glorious it is of your loving nature.
Your delight in giving is unrivalled.
But what you give is always right,
Even if it looks differently from my sight.
I have been suspect to the illusions.
I humble myself to your conclusions.

A Poem of Paradise

An endless deity.
A glistening sea.
I do declare,
This royal decree:

Where I search for my beloved has no words.
The path I travel has no roads.
I search and search but find no refuge.
Hope becomes a blinding force,
carrying me into the future on its outstretched wings.
Must I lose faith and look down,
I may fall and return to the ground
Yet, if I lay back and relax,
I’ll stare up at the moon with stars in the back.

Alas, as I come to a point of deprivation.
A point of dwindling down to man’s base state;
I do find:
A joy;
A light;
A safe haven.

Days, weeks, months, they all disappear.
As the warmth of your presence reappears.
Washing over me,
I lose all fear.
My life is transformed before my eyes.
As I replace lens with those of heaven’s skies.
I know not where this journey leads,
but time has become a river veiled by reeds.
Motion becomes my sense of change.
Your wants and desires take my reigns.
I seek to love;
And not to claim.
Where we lay,
I remain.
In this place is where I stay.
Through this love,
I learn to pray;
I am grateful for each day.

A Prayer of Strength

My heart it yearns,
My soul it aches.
I await the day,
When you reclaim this place.
Purify my perception,
For deception still lingers.
Eradicate my doubts,
So that my faith may be all.
Forgive the transgressions from the fall,
And guide me towards glory.
Allow my eyes to see
And my hears to ear.
For I feel the time is near.