“Like lions from the bush, form springs from spirit, or as the voice and words emerge from thought.” - Rumi
” … to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.” - Isaiah
My thoughts wander and swirl.
Amidst chaos, chaotic thoughts.
Form springs from spirit.
Words spring from the heart’s overflow.
Doubts. Uncertainties. Trouble.
Joy. Love. Peace.
Gather me under the shelter of Your wings.
Replace my willfulness with Your divine will.
Redeem this turbulence.
Use the energy of conflict for transformation.
Make me an instrument of Your grace.
You give in the taking.
You redeem in the shaking.
You pull us from wayward paths.
I am blessed though I am troubled.
You guide so gently.