Friday, March 03, 2006

My Lord, His Love


God whispers to me
In the fall of mankind
His whispers push breath into my soul
and I unite with eternity
This eternity puts flesh back on the bone
and fullness back to the face
As heavy as I feel, He places me as light as a feather
Round and Round I ease down onto the ground
He whispers again and closes my eyes
The whisper turns into wind that blows my hair across my face
On top of the world, a platform made for me
He greets me with a Kiss
He raises His hand to touch the top of my head
His finger falls slowly down my cheek and catches my hair back from my eyes
As He leans in
I feel the breeze strong upon my face
He catches my other cheek and I feel the softness of His palm
His kiss is light and for a moment I can see
He fills me with something I cannot gather
He fills me with His kiss