Monday, January 22, 2018

Sacred Space

Sacred Space
January 22nd, 2018

You draw me by Your kind embrace
Again and again to this sacred space
Water flows and wild birds sing
All Earth bursts with praise for the King

A sanctuary amid the trees
A secret place where I can see
With eyes afresh and heart ablaze
 Your tender love for me, always

Winter white and springtime green
Summer’s heat and Fall air keen
Each reveals a lovely part
Of Your vast and pure and joy-filled heart

You whisper to me in the wind
Your love You never will rescind
Though I may doubt and question why
Your love, it reaches to the sky

That You would fill this earthy place
And You would manifest Your grace
To one poor seeker, weak and wild
That You would call her “Daughter, Child”

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