Sunday, April 4, 2010

Love Letter 147 obedient blessed

It is Spring, isn't it?
maybe it hasn't come up
yet
but
I Will Announce It.
I have heard you blooming
for a thousand yielded hearts
and taken ice into your own heart, just to melt it

and your eyes
have come apart, to practice
non attachment

and
then
grown
again
into
sugar
so suited to God
that
I only ever
wanted
to be
dung
in
your garden.

Let me worship you
with my simple
words
Beloved
and bring you love
with my silence

I Love You
Your Beloved

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