Have your light, My lover, rain upon my heart and tear it open.
Wash away my demons of fear and insecurity holding me back from falling into your arms and heart.
Step with me across the Fields into the Dreams of yours, where there are no boundaries and that is safe.
Where there is no war.
Where there is no score to even.
Where all is already Gold and there is no work to do.
There is only the Job of Love.
Where no one is starving for You.
Where no one lives in pain of mind, body, soul and heart.
My God, please believe me when I tell you I need you.
Why do we feel such pain?
Why do we ignore our souls even whilst they scream so loud for us?
They just want to be held.
They just want to be bold enough to ask for their dreams to be realized and shared so that your work and will can and will be done.
©2008- 2013 Lisa A. Blackman
Mystical Poetry and Prayers to Heal the Spirit & Enliven the Soul
BOOK 3
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PASSION OF THE CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS
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