Bidden


Bidden

There in the hearts field of worthy;
of prayer and of Blessing bestowed
Sequestered in hand of The Artist
creator of breath and of soul…

Thy fleece of renewal lay gathered;
frayed edgings and carvings of gold
In heart is a promise of Always
where reach to a treasure unfolds…

Artemisia

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Artemisia

As the smoke begins to
settle…
and the cinders fall to
rest…
the path to venture forward
lit…
with solitude and bless

To rise in heed of heaven’s
call…
dear choir unto
thee…
to heal thy heart; unbridle
soul…
to set thy Spirit free…