Tuesday, August 13, 2013

every morn is like waking with You...

every morn
is like
waking with You...

as You spread
your beauty in different shades...
this morn You are Holy
as Holy you could become...

filled from top to toe
your bright...
wakes me up
with a sleepy, drunk sense...
a flow...

as flows music
from a stream
meandering...
as flows the air
with blossoms fragrant charming...

as flows life
taking me to a daily Holy dive...

as flows times
with jingling anklets sublime...

as flows Love
like mist filled autumn...

as flows wine
from your deep...unfathomable bottom...

this morn
is another waking up sure...
catching life in Your awesome...
with your smiling lips,
your flow like The White...
Your flow The Bright...

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