The Invitation
The boundaries are gone.
A house with no walls
Surely can’t confine me.
You are near
Yet seem so far from me.
I am frozen in place.
I yearn for you
Yet I don’t even know
That it is you I seek.
I am imprisoned
By my own blindness
And as I grow weary and afraid
I cry out!
Before my words are formed
On my lips,
You hear my heart’s cry
And you are already here
Holding me close.
“My child, I’ve been waiting for you”
You softly whisper
As my soul takes wing
And you replace my broken heart
With your own.
By Martha L Shaw – copyright 8-5-12
Such a beautiful psalm/poem of praise!
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OH, thanks so much!
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