Tuesday 28 April 2015

Come my dove

Come my dove, he says,
Hiding in the cleft of the Rock,
Come out of your head and into your heart.

When you cannot find me
Go into your heart.
Go deeper.
I AM there.
I gave you handfuls of flowers to give to me
And I weave them in your hair to adorn you

Come my dove, I reply
Overshadow me and fill me with yourself.
Let me fly with you.
'Draw me and we will run to you.'

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