Floetry by JulietKego: The Verse in the Verses
On this holy day,
I behold the book of life
And the Word comes alive
For it dawns on me, that maybe,
you are the worship songs
I sang to the worshipped,
the unsaid words hidden in the verses.
And the verses flow to me, like rivers.
Ah, but the water is different from the flow
The water and the words can each exist alone
But only our love can co-create this flow.
An invitation to dine with the King?
With wonder we all fall on bended knees.
How are we adorned to enter his holy space?
Do we go in precious pearls and silken lace?
Do we bath ourselves in red rubies of fires?
or in our stunning, sparkling sapphires?
Do we come with hearts, bare and open?
and with souls ready to heal and awaken?
Come, come, and let us go
through the eyes of time’s portals,
to the magical, ancient land of Thuso,
where ordinary (wo)men, mere mortals
dare to do the sacred work of angels and saints.
