Monday, January 2, 2012

Poetry Page


The Secret Place

There is a place I’ll share with you,
because you are so dear.
To know of it could see you through
your life’s greatest fears.
Only one path is the Way you see. 
Your heart’s the secret door.
Each step to God’s Truth is the key – 
I want to tell you more.
Your intellect can block your way, 
because you’re sure you know
all the right things to do and say, 
the right way you should go.
Forget what you’ve been taught is right
and each “Yes, but” you think.
Don’t limit faith to what’s in sight. 
child-like hope is the link
to all your inner self knows of Good 
treasures buried there.
Like life engraved on time-aged wood, 
a Master Artist’s dare,
as part and whole from all of time, 
each beginning to end.
from very basic to sublime, 
this Answer is my Friend,
pure, innocent and silent thought
as God’s love manifests
the Highest Good His Grace wrought, 
all motives laid to rest.
Where virtue knows no compromise, 
faith’s strength will demonstrate
our beauty in our Father’s eyes 
with wisdom that will wait
for us to image His own Son
in spirit, word and deed.
Reformed, our new life’s just begun 
through joy and peace conceived.
Like a caterpillar, my dear, 
a growing butterfly,
you’ll shed that cocoon of fear
so you can freely soar on high.
When you leave this secret place
transformed for all of time,
the radiant look upon your face
will envision the Great I Am.

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