My weak body is

bound by the weight of

someone elses world...

gravity is sinking in.

But my heart is caught 

up in Your Splendor - 

what a miraculous gift;

this Lovesick splendor.

It is my portion - 

this dissallusionment - 

to hunger, to thirst after you. 

My Lover, I am captivated

by You - my heart pounds

at the sound of Your voice. 

Your breath enters my 

temple and a song blooms - 

reverberating against the

walls of Your house. 

I cannot escape the movement

 of  Your melody in me -

It awakens what slumbers

and thankfulness swells

within me. 

How can I not praise You, 

Almighty King?

How can I not extend my

hands in utmost praise?

You have found me,

abandoned in my blood. 

You have washed me 

and cared for me. 

You have clothed me

with Your beauty

and called me worthy

of Love.

You have taken me into Yourself

and have named me Beloved. 

You have given me no

higher mandate

than Lovesickness - 

You have caused my heart 

to beat. 

You have impassioned me

with Your fire as You 

said "Live."

I praised You, O how

my soul delights in the

strength of  Your hands!

Abundant life is mine

as you abide in my heart

 and swallow me up

in Yours.