“Of worth I have no season no story left to tell.”
Of hope I have all reason to leave the living hell.
A paper thin skin with little good to give,
no protection from the illusions my life did spin.
Shed of me my ego’s shallow shell.
Leave me basting in purgatory’s well.
My skinless corpse of eons of age,
With more hope than at any other phase
my soul a blaze from the eternal light
My frosted heart melts from the love of God’s sight.
Wrapped in luminous light is this soul’s new flight.
The breath of the lord is the wind that soars.
“My wilderness afire wings are raised immortal to the night”
For my spirit to live forever in light.
The beauty of poetry is in the message to the reader…while it comes from the depth of heart and soul of the poet, it reaches the ears of others and resonates within them as they can and need to hear.
This poem was inspired by Bobbie at Tornadoday.wordpress.com “ The lines in quotes,” are Bobbies words that inspired this piece. Visit Bobbie’s site to read wonderful poetry and receive inspiration and encouragement. Namaste, mary
God Is I Am 