I dream you into my stronghold
Carry myself onto you
Plow into your towering embrace
And sink into the thickness of labor ceased
My trembling
The woes of the days undone
Each teardrop alive
A testimony of the unveiling adoration
Made I am
In the lathering of your voice
Made I am
At first embrace
Into the mountain’s own crumblings
Collapsed and spilled
Begging for collection
Unraveled and given
To your bridge of gentleness
Poured
This delicate maiden
As starseed birthed
Into this endless castle
Of home
February 25, 2014 at 11:18 am
Beautiful!! The poetry and the painting fit with what is happening in my life. ❤ Blessings to you!
February 25, 2014 at 1:36 pm
thank you for your comment. Blessings to you ❤