Tuesday, September 9, 2008

I'm Living...

I'm living in these veins but its not what I've been used to. I am bone and sinew and I find it odd my humanity molded by a Spirit. By the breadth and mind of God. Flowing thoughts of I AM making Me. When he spoke my name thunderous or whispering I Became. There is always that familiar sound...of my Father's voice trembling the Universe. Stars shine and wail halleluja's or become silent and dim on a black canvas by that same voice. I was born of Spirit at the split beams of Christ. There was salt upon his chest and his blood trickled down cedar. Thorns in flesh. His brokeness bearing paradise for the rest of us.

My spirit has lingered at the heights of heaven's doorstep. But I in brokeness, in falling, in healing, have gained a finer room within this soul. Found an ocean in this heart and I seem to be sailing along to new worlds. Scrolls plucked from my tongue from angelic hands at the throne. Tell Karma Jonathan went ahead of David too. Tell Karma I'll see her soon.