Love Makes Whole

Love’s perfection,
in my surrender
I lose my head
and widen, open,
welded to His presence
His breath through
my body blows,
weeps through
my holes.

A music from
an unseen source,
from deep within rises,
the Shepherd’s tune
quivering my soul,
smiling and crying
I shiver,
“more, yield deeper,”
a voice whispers
through my veins
and I give and I give
until I give my all
and burst into flame,
crackling and shouting,
weeping and laughing,
eating to my veins
I burn, I burn, rising –
love’s scorching bites,
in my flesh
sweetest pain
shaping, perfecting…
…(im)perfect whole.

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