Light
Beams, thick shafts
This light
So clear, illuminating
The air
Around me
Enclosed, surrounded
In the middle
I stand
Inside this pure essence
Of light
I look to see, observe
feel
Raise a hand
I too am made
Of light
Mingling, becoming,
Blending
Transfixed, held by,
Composed of the
ephemeral Light
From overhead.
Until
I join, melt into
The material falling
From above
No longer separate,
Joined now,
Together with,
No longer the I
Of me
Only the us
Of we, together
I stand
Within the essence of
You
Every human on this planet has an inner need to be joined with our Creator. We are made of the same eternal spiritual material as our Father. We get ourselves into trouble when we go trying to meet that need in the wrong places: sex, alcohol, drugs, ego, temporary pleasure. Only a close, intimate relationship with Him can give the fulfillment, joy and contentment that only He can give. Praise God!!
SoulSails 