Today I am drunk with the love of God-
my cup was filled to the brim.
I embraced the divine, in actual,
and there I spent the sunset.
How can words describe this?
It was the ecstasy of silence-
ineffable.
God's branches fit perfectly around me,
and I felt love.
I need not build a ladder, like Jacob, to the heavens-
I found it growing from the ground.
Its leaves dropped around me like
quiet petals of grace
nourishing my soul like rain to the ground.
I drink up the flood.
When I taste the wine of God,
it fills me in music,
intoxicating warmth of heaven,
light of life.
How is it that one small candle flame
can fill a room?
How is it that my small heart
can fit God's great love?
I lift my hands to heaven-
flames shoot forth from fingers ten.
I'm becoming fire again.
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Awesome, awesome. I love reading your poems. Remember that time sophomore year you brought some of your poems on the hall and we just sat on the floor and listened? That was great. Miss you tons!!!
ReplyDeleteOh Sarah, that is absolutely one of my fondest memories! Thank you so much for reading these; it means a lot! I love reading your blog too! It's always so witty and well-written. I miss you too!
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