Tuesday, August 3, 2010

I love your ways most high spirit,
Oh Lord!
Distract me not,
from the comfort of your desire,
for I am yours,
As waves of light dip and rise in frequencies
my spirit too, lowers in the absence of you.

Let not anticipation of your dawning in my soul wane,
while slumbering in your shadow
Arise, arise, manifest, oh light,
and darkness shall abate!
I am yours, I am yours
no patience to wait,
Surrendered, my life,
to you do i avail,
To wait, in providence
till light tears the veil.

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