*words are fragments of what I long to say to You
*long before I walked this earth ; my spirit was looking for You
*this is the Time when Silence speaks
*You will spill me unto You like marbles from the hand of a excited child
*have we not met before this Time?
why do I stare at You as though we have
*the writing is Yours
* you wrote me on the sand
and on the path I tread now
these are Your words I speak
*I forgot to leave the door to my heart open.
but You did not
*the elements all settling down inside me.
the ruins speak of greater construction underway by You
*the place where my forehead touches the ground; is the place You rest Your feet
*I find peace not in looking at You but in lowering my eyes in Your Presence
*I wake each night to a fervent beating of my heart.
*the madness is the awakening
*fear is a sign of Your Presence somewhere in these moments
*I want my being to stop existing in order for it to mean something
*forgive me for my ungratefulness in Your presence I lose meaning to mine
*let me drown to see one smile in Your face
* You wake me from my sleep and then You hide in the shadows to watch me looking for You
*trapped inside this body
* these are whispers
and You the Whisperer
*this was where You touched me; this wound that flowers in all seasons
*don’t leave without saying this: Yes
* the spell breaks
*I am awake now and You have left
*the night speaks Your language
* in this surrender I have won You