FallenA Poem by PoetryofProvidence
Oh molten heart thine pain within must shed
of having Loved among the living dead God forgive unto me my flowing tears to you I kneel and give you all my fears And crests the agony that washes earthy shore of having Loved and been Loved no more within it's endless seas have I drown to take mine joy and cast it to the ground Oh God forgive me a woman's heart when love of one has stolen every part and bowed beneath the burden of the weight too careless with my feelings and lightly take Mine self been captured by netted snare in the depth of well and love thats dwelling there to exposed myself to one too blind to see and giving him the gifts that comes from thee To have cast the line of ecstasy and joy and fished the depths of girl to loving boy to have hoped within the seed to germ or to count the cost if heart did spurn And have thought this the one so carefully sought wherein my safety and protection eternal caught the rock foundation where Love can build it's home in the unity of two hearts and minds as one I had thought mine heart with gentle man to share passion for Life and within indwelling of my care thought naked soul like to my God I bare and the depth of the well abiding there To wish I had the gift of crippled ones to heal the power of his Love no adversary can ever steal to lift the broken souls up from their ashes and to find heavenly treasures within their caches Oh beloved man to you my heart have given that within the bonds of True Love continue living thou coulds't have my half and whole that unto our God be as a single soul Oh worthless slave am I to my masters call to keep my duties and give to him my all to teach me love upon his beck with comprehension small that to his favor and freedom may never fall To be despised is more agony than I can bare from the one heart has chosen for it's care for Truth and Love have only sought to share and the many treasures residing there For the anointed is Ruler and King of me for he does govern and measure all I see and has foretold upon the wings of prophecy what shall come to pass and what will be When simple truth do so many think profound where babes and children play upon it's ground it's existence is innocence and Love so sound and to give it it's returns a fourfold mound Cast your bread upon the waters if you dare because Love cannot be confined but meant to share but beware that what you Love isn't Satan's snare and we be found not wheat but thorny tare For somehow my love found my evil so indwelling and to delete me and despise he found compelling I cannot lift mine eyes to look upon his face for that something shameful by him I found disgrace sources Ecc. 11:1 Song of Solomon 8:6-7 1John 1:1-5 4:7-21 COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC © 2014 PoetryofProvidence |
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