vigil

song of the heart from midnight to dawn

I shed the remnants of the details of the world in this quiet
and bask in the breeze….and the sweet love that brings the presence.
the beloved spirit of God seeks the butterfly of my soul…..
and in the dark
I can see the flickering candle
and feel the summoning warmth of that joy…..
and the spirit says,
sweet lips guide me to the soul….
and i live for the moment when soul and lips unite…..

spirit is disguised as a wanderer along the road
…….the beauty of the night veils the treasures….
it seems…the deeper i go into the silence….
the more my heart is uplifted….
the wind is flowing toward God.
and it ruffles my hair……
and love takes me beyond the words…..into the garden……
and i align with that invisible realm….
for the heart…….. there really is no other……
for all are within the great One….

i touch the shore when i hear the cries….
and sing the songs of the one who calls
to our hearts in the night
yet i see the illusions of the world
and hear its buzzing busyness……

the treasures are found deep in the heart….
and the inner music draws me…..
and pulls me out to sea….
i feel the power of the waves
rolling back out to sea……..
no trace remains……
when the spirit approaches……….
i flow to the one who ravishes our hearts….
where time melts away

i whisper the secrets to you
so you know where i have gone….
i hover like the hummingbird near the sweetness
and am gone…………in a blur of color………delicate wings

the spirit of love is a gentle master
that always sets me free…..
and the spirit whispers
that without the pull of love….like the tides…
all would drown…..
God is a tsunami of love
and the sacred wine washes away whoever i thought i was…….

i am already hidden in the heart……..
and all the rest is already a ruined house
the spirit of love brings me the sweetness
my songs sing the beauty of where i have been………
and my writing whispers it to you…….
i will never live in all that noise of the world again…..
not possible now…..

we seem to meet on the bridge
where the visible and invisible touch…..
midnight to dawn
we gather the beauty to leave at the door
for that elusive spirit cloaked in love

we return to sing the love songs and create the visions
for those who are longing……..
to tell them it is all true….

the holy spirit….of the beloved one…..
waits for you to share the treasures
that are yet undiscovered in you

it is the true beauty we bring in our hands and our hearts
shining from our eyes
and like jesus……….we can only say

come and see

the dawn comes…
and the spirit sings a song of grace in the heart
in the morning
the delicate spirit of love……… is rising in the mist within us….
in the clouds….the mist….the dew that forms around us…
every strand ……every thread…..every filament…..
every wisp of beauty is lighter than air…..
floating and curling
into the softness of soul
into the crowning beauty of wine-colored light
wrapping us in tenderness….
the blessing of an indescribable assurance….
and we are lifted on the breath of dawn

the spirit of morning holds out its loving arms
and presses us close
to the breast of the beloved
wraps us in the taste of tea and milk and honey…
feeds us sweet oranges
while murmuring and humming a song from the heart
surrounding us in the circling embrace
of lilacs and fresh sea air and silken skin
enticing us to want to live
and to have
one more moment of this
glorious gift of grace

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