June 8, 2020 || Daily Thought & Prayer
In slumber deep, not knowing when,
It is the time to wake.
To enter roads with monster threats
At every turn I make;
And dearly do I love those loves
That always die and fade,
Devising schemes to keep alive
The plans that I have laid.
To what avail, this drama set,
With changing mists to hide,
A golden me unformed, unframed
Herein my peace above all else
Uncovered eyes to see,
With knowledge enter back to dream
Of seer, seeing me.
O Lord, witness of all, presiding over all my worlds and states, emotional, creative and potential. I am yours; you are mine and I am thee.