move

atop mountain I glide into

swaying palm – eyes closed

holding two beats extra

pulse. pulse.

Opening heart center  

your spirit moves in.

 

I’m seeking more these days

reassurance

deliverance   

comfort.

I raise my floured hands in my

haven as you rush right in.

 

The more I ask –

The more I receive.

 

arching down – hands at my side

chest touches knees

i become a child

breathing    

 

You seek child-like –

Your kingdom come.

 

I’ll wait for your answer

in fullness you will give.

atop mountain I surrender

floured hands join together

 

 

Matthew 6:9-13, 7:7, 18

 


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