break.down.
Ignorance threatening terror - but these words are of the most delicious of all.
If I know Him who whispers them,
The One who brings our bodies up with His, through sin - brokenness - and blood,
The One who crushes walls - no matter the magnificence, to get to you - to me.
craving: the frankness of one's insidious sin,
Death to be risen,
And Grace, the soothing balm to mend the ache.
I dance, limping - contented sways of hip to the Master's hum.
break.down -
by violent crash,
or Lover's potent whisper,
into the sweetest Landing of this World.
And be
all. swept. up.
- with Em and others
much peace.
3 comments:
This is absolutely beautiful. Thank you for writing and sharing.
BEAUTIFUL! So glad I found my way over here from Emilys place!
to follow holy as i have never before.... i think i'm going to make this my year-long mantra. absolutely beautiful piece, friend. thank you.
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