Monday, August 3, 2009

Thinking on papper

God, where are you? . . .
Will I ever find you again?

Sarah where are you?

. . . it's not a stern voice.
It's not filled with disappointment of frustration . . .
It's filled with longing.
The voice of a lover peering through a lattice,
Of a shulumite running through the streets for love.

What if God longed for my heart? . . .
What if he called, burning , burning,
Running through the desert?

What if love was the voice that called and called . . .

What if God was a God that loved us?

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