dwelling in the silence causes me to create ash from emptiness
burning hurt whispers, uttering my rage
my soul cringes seeking ever seeking my Lord
with make believe I conjure a God who could love me
he moves in the garden every morning
we converse about things great and small
confessions are made and doubt erased
he desires even one like me
with internal conflict
saying lovely one you greet me everyday
with prayers answered they rise as incense
into the heavens as a sweet aroma
he tells me how some don’t ever find him in their thoughts
but he loves them too
we are each of us unique
the celestial kingddom vast
he tells me of his wives
there comes a time a day in the evenings when I chat
and he reminds me he has a date
in innocence I ask is she a beautiful simpleton
or is she challenging behind the eyes
perhaps one of your pretty men, a conquest
we talk and he tells me to hush my mind for a moment
not to reach into the heavens with my being for a while
he leaves the comforter with me
and an angelic overseer with me
who tell me behave yourself little angel
your Father will have none of your shennangins tonight
so my soul retires to my inner sanctum
until bedtime when we review my day and life
asking always asking with gratefulness protection from unseen events
then requesting forgiveness for his faithfulness already shown
my gratefullness sometimes lacking I forget how he moves behind the scenes
somehow with all that could wrong doesn’t
Hauntingly beautiful Brenda. Nice work…xox
thank you graciously dearest Keith 💕
I agree with Vision. You pull this off so beautifully
thank you beautiful Fia Happy Mother’s day 💕
Thank you, Brenda
You, too my friend
Tremendous work.
thank you graciously dearest Thomas 💕
Never cease to impress!
hello Daniel thank you most graciously 💕
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Nicely done my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you graciously for the love here 💕
Brenda, this is a spiritual poem of unique and rare qualities. You wove your thought into a conversation that mesmerized me. Loved reading this tonight.
John
good morning dearest John these are real conversations we have I think on earth we are often times so brainwashed we can’t hear him when he speaks…he is beautiful a being of great knowledge and yes lusts too 💕
thank you graciously John I’m happy you enjoyed this…💕