A few poems written by my sweetie :)
Blissful Forgetting
My
spirit eternally
Given over
In
the mystic union
Of eternal agape love.
Together
we dance
Forming
life giving colors
Like
the rainbows in skies above.
Let
the colors of your love
Burst
out of my heart;
That
it may cleanse everything in sight.
Let
the colors of your love
Bring
peace to others
So
they may see
Your
purest light.
You
press the bottle against my lips
As
an old friend of a greater time.
I
feel your joy deep within
Forgetting
old pains
As
like a swig of an old tart wine.
In
a gentle whisper
You
hush all my heartaches and worries
That
rattle inside.
You
encourage me to make every moment
A
conversation with you.
I
will place the path of my life
In
your hands,
And
in your voice
I
will confide.
I
will make every passing moment
A
loving conversation
Between
us two.
Rest
In reflection
I will worship
As with my hands
I caress this chamber of God
In my chest.
No recollection of the mountains of fear,
In a hushed peaceful silence my soul enters rest
The Spirit guides my mind away from self-effort
and struggle
To inhale the aroma of heaven.
My soul floats like a bubble into the bosom of God.
I'm released from religion's leaven.
Soaring
Tears that sing out like a canary,
"Jesus you are my best time."
Tears whose maker is the goodness of God.
Tears that glimmer and shine.
Caught up in this angelic ecstasy;
Raptured into stardust;
Soaring High on Eagle's wings;
Soaring past comets on eagle's wings.
Growing in faith; growing in trust
Loved
A man's face is soaked with tears of bliss,
From loving and adoring the Lord.
His soul sub-consciously deep in His rest;
His dream of all dream restored.
Tears unpainful for his eyes,
Behold the sunrise of a long awaited day.
Tears that whisper as a lover.
I've always dreamed of finding this way.
Tears that sing out like a canary,
"Jesus you are my best time."
Tears from a roaring laughter,
Among friends drinking an old sweet wine.
Caught up in this angelic ecstasy;
Raptured into stardust;
Soaring past comments on eagle's wings.
Growing from faith; destined for trust.
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