“I am myself a word spoken by God. Can God speak a word that does not have any meaning?” Thomas Merton
You speak
and I breath the air
that you imagine,
smile, and like the calling bird,
I rise to the sun!
But when my selfish soul
swells with self-
sent hell
you wake me,
and expel me
from my troubled sleep.
Oh, I yearn for that day
when forgiven and
by your love
subsumed,
I’ll steadfastly abide
in your constant light.
(2 February 2012)
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I really like the first stanza. I also like what the last stanza has to say, that
when forgiven and
by your love
subsumed,
I’ll steadfastly abide
in your constant light.
Forgiveness, love, light. . .
Thank you, Thomas. Your words are very encouraging.