He said he wrote you as a Unique Verse, powerful in itself, as one magnificent fragment alive, part of the most beautiful poem ever written.
He said He loves you endlessly, truly, unconditionally. His loving passion I felt He has for you, filled my eyes with tears like healing waters running down my face, and like cleansing raindrops falling on my hands. Like Miryam of Magdala I washed your neck and your back in my tears, in His name, carrying my heart like a floating boat, letting it lose itself in You my verse.
His love only fanned more fire into my love, while my body had to recede allowing my spirit to take the lead…
“Don’t be afraid, for I have redeemed you;
I am calling you by your name; you are mine.
When you pass through water, I will be with you;
when you pass through rivers, they will not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire, you will not be scorched —
the flame will not burn you.
For I am Adonai, your God,
the Holy One of Isra’el, your Savior”
All you have to do is receive what He has for you… not by might nor by power, neither by sight nor by the counsel of the blind and the dead inside, but by His Spirit will you be truly free…
He said: “Let him test Me! …
“My wisdom looks like madness for the world and no science, no religion can make sense of it…you need to open and receive it… through My Spirit!”
My love, I’m so in love with the spiritual love making, so pure, so selfless, so sublime…
The love, the joy, the freedom and the peace…all paid through our most atrocious crime...
(Although I’m sad for the disturbing word, it seems the only fitting rhyme.)
Item image caption: "The Focus" by Akiane Kramarik painted in 2016
Item image credits: Akiane Kramarik