Letters

Love notes,

X's and O's,

I cannot escape

the love of my creator.

The songbird sings

of the kindest things,

both it's mind and wings

gliding on the air of the present.

I was not made for glib stares

or merely planned affairs,

I am made to live enchanted.

Veils torn,

chains broken,

washed clean,

no excuses.

Live.

Quiet abundance fills my heart

as a tide on the shore,

sweet rhythms of grace

refining and softening

my beach-like soul.

Dive low and soar high,

do not withhold Jesus

from your eyes.

His crown is the sky,

The trenches his soles.

Every inch is love manifested

through and through

Every inch has a letter

that reads:

"I love you."