Sunday, July 5, 2015

Surrender

surrender to the heaven,
of your soul-
holy place of grace and rest,
silence soothes your weariness-
I who lay with empty hands open,
to hold the peace within-
giving it without,
no boundaries or lines-
to make or cross,
or right or wrong,
belongs to the lifting-
of your heart here,
light and feather like-
in a whispering prayer,
your song becomes clear-
what belongs in the,
warmth of glow-
bringing heaven to your soul,
its in the pause of stillness-
that calms the raging,
the aching,
the pain of a hundred tears,
and you can come to this place-
in field or temple,
when you are able-
to take this space into,
endless time giving-
breath to breath,
upon the exhale-
in relief of all that tries,
to fold in on you-
in this moment you hold heaven,
for within you-
heaven holds you.
Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg © 



















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