Hello again and happy new year! Here is a poem I’ve been working on, inspired by meditations in the Song of Solomon, particularly 2:2, 4:15, and 6:2-3.
Lilies I have tended
Here I am,
leaning, and You catch me,
I am a vapor
carried by the breath of Your mouth,
riding the eddies of Your Word.
I am bathed in mercy,
I drink deeply of lovingkindness
and then in one lucid moment
a crack in the bulwark within me,
an easing open, if ever small,
and my deepest soul unfurls
like a lily among thorns,
O, the joy of being seen!
I stay, aching, gaping,
wooed by the warmth of Your voice
as it echoes off the bare walls of my heart.
You are kind, You are kind,
so kind it pierces me and I gasp,
I dare to breathe again,
O, the wound of my nakedness!
Here I am,
this is all of me,
I am a garden enclosed;
come and gather the lilies
I have tended for You, my Beloved.
At the risk of appearing stalker-esque I’m going to comment simply because nobody else is!
I really like the lines:
a crack in the bulwark within me,
an easing open, if ever small,
and my deepest soul unfurls
like a lily among thorns,
I can relate!
And because you used the word bulwark.