Consider...

Consider my whispers…

there are words within

and pleas and visions

of God and you.

Quiet does not diminish

the bigness or the urgency

of my reaching breath,

seeking a heart to hold my hand.

Consider my whispers…

for as you turn your ear to hear,

you will find a gentle breeze

that moves across your face

drying any tears

like a warmly blown kiss

that you would otherwise

miss.

Surrender Prayer

Please God,

if I must surrender,

let it be to bliss.

Let me fall into the madness of your love

and the insanity of your desire.

Please God,

may I be received by the light,

my weapons and armour stripped from me.

Detain me in the wilds of your living Earth.

Let there be no escape.

If it be your angels who are to be my captors,

then willingly do I wave my flag and raise my hands.

If I am to be bound once again Lord,

let it be by a golden thread

to your throne.