Yeshua

Yeshua.

Name above all Names,

Hope Eternal, realized in Him,

Home found in hearts Within

That He would, with our voice,

Proclaim, He is Risen, Alive.

Walking amongst our feet,

Holding with our hands,

Seeing through our Eyes,

Him speaking to us,

To you, to me,

Through you,

Unified.

So,

Settle now,

Sit with this thought.

When we act in Love,

He shines through in Lives

That our hands healing are His

That our lips professing praise in quiet

Are His and yours joined in worshipful refrain.

The meditations and desire to do them become,

A synagogue of sanctified sermons preached to us,

From Within and Without us, as He leads us once more,

Using our steps, stumbles, and upright stood to Stand With Him.

So now my friends, fellow embodied inhabited reflections of the Son,

The Radiance of Love living behind Eyes foreign and Far Sharing the Father,

The Burning, Blazing, Fully Flamed,

Enkindled Fire,

In Temple’s Altar,

The Holy Spirit,

Join with me in internal genuflection and a worldwide moment of awe-drenched silence.

Let our held breath be a praise.

Allow our closed eyes be shared across time and space as we direct our love to the Father.

Praise You Lord God Almighty, may You be Glorified.

Letters of dust,

With dust,

To the Father.

I was using the shape and structure of the words themselves to shape a Flame above an altar. It is very experiential and admittedly experimental for me. I still Pray and Hope you also enjoy and Live Loved.

Sincerely Dust