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 I have written a lot in these many years. Innumerable poems. However, I usually write and share it with a few friends and forget all about it. I tend not to save anything I write. I really want to change that. I usually write when I feel compelled by my heart to do so to express a certain truth, especially poems. What's a bit crazy is that I don't enjoy reading poems, but I love the process of writing them. Maybe why I don't end up saving it. Anyway, let's see how I go now with saving them!

 29 July 2025 I prayed may He increase may I decrease I prayed that there’d be less of me and more HIM And suddenly i cant tell who i am Suddenly i cant be found The joy of answered prayer Asking for things you know nothing of Feeling like a dust particle unseen unknown A ray of light hits and its gone Distress, unfamiliar, uncharted God tell me who i am again Tell me who you are again All i know is you are everything And i am nothing You are big i am not Grant me the grace to accept To accept this place of Nothingness Nobodyness Minisculeness Grant me stillness Grant that this dust particle know Her place in the massive expanse of your chest I dont see your eyes your face your hands Too close to see all of You O Lord let this dust particle be content to see nothing To rest on Your heart that beats within Your chest No grand prayers or spiritual dances Just rise and fall rise and fall With Your every breath With every beat of Your sacred heart Ma...

Descending into the valley True self comes to light Water flows to the lowest places The path downward is clear, bright The castle of my imagination Enormous perfect and wise With Your penetrative look of love Sadly but willingly, dies Whats left around the skeleton? A weight of selfish pride Hiding behind ‘love’ and ‘help’ and ‘holy’ A willful disobedient child I look up then to the mountains From the valley my downcast eyes I do raise Oh hope! Your river of blood rushing down To save this wretched sinner, only, only by Grace

 8 April 2025 I hear the soft chirping of birds I smell the fragrance of morning dew My Appa wakes me and carries me To our beautiful warm rendezvous I lay on His shoulder and He sings over me Beloved beautiful daughter how I love you Come awake to all my creation The Earth and all I add to it thats true Opening my eyes, no longer dazed He strokes my head and holds my chin Looking deep within my eyes he says My child, my Light and Self you carry within Let me show you the places dark and cold Where your warmth and light bring joy untold Let me clothe you with compassion and strength and peace So the gospel stands steady and firm on your feet Come my darling let me feed you some bread That satisfies blesses and takes away all dread Take this drink of water let it become in you a well That gurgles and overflows and brings to life whats dead Let me put some balm on your little wounds Let me fortify your joints and bones afresh Come, I cant send you out unp...