I stand beside you, full
Unquestioning, I follow
So strong art thou
So full of passion, of belief
I feel your heartbeat
I love, I am, unquestioning
Together, now forever, unquestioning
You and I to understand, for full
You think, you feel, his heartbeat
Who shall you and I follow?
Your face is devoid of belief
For you and I art forever; I, thou
I am with you, art within thou
You are quiet. I'm unquestioning
I'm noisy in your frail belief
This joy is your strength in full
Maybe I will lead and you will follow
In this strength, your fragile heartbeat
Love! My hand, my heartbeat
Open, you are precious, art thou
Forever, I will quiet, I will follow
I shall help you unquestioning
For you, my heart is full
For you, I forsake my blind belief
So much hope, so much belief
I see thy joy - how I find a heartbeat
May I stand with you for full
You are, we are together: I, thou
To you, I will forever give me, unquestioning
We, together, will lead and follow
So many, so much, I follow
I am given toward belief
I shall wear white (I am unquestioning)
Can we share one heartbeat
One soul? How fully to desire thou
I will be filled to the full
Joy! So full, happy to follow
I and though, our heartbeat
To be unquestioning, here my beautiful belief
So... like it? This is a really abstract one. You'll have to let me know what you think it's about. Then I'll write about the actual conference experience. I'll tell you, I'm having HUGE extrovert withdrawal right now. I very much miss everyone.
Oh! And check out the pages at the top of the site! Are those cool or what?
3 comments:
God?
This stirs me. I am lifted up, drawn to where you are.
"You'll have to let me know what you think it's about." It's about having the heart of God, being one with Him.
Catey, I think this is my very favorite of your poems.
(for some reason.... I had the strange sensation that I already told you this... but I looked on your blog and saw that I hadn't commented. I'm not sure how that happened)
I can't tell you ho much this helped me today...especially that last paragraph, I would love to know what it all means, though sometimes it's better that one never does.
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