Thursday, December 1, 2011

Heart of mine

Heart of mine  

Heart of mine, be a dark rose
pleasing in scent and shade;

an anchor around which
my puttering boat circles;

a house left to seed, wisteria
growing through every crack;

the fruit of a cactus,
a beast of burden, caked with sweat and dust;

a banked fire under soil and snow,
a valley floor below the mountain ridges;

heart of mine, become a flame 
to devour this crumbling dream of self.

O child of God, you belong to the Beloved,
Who will shape your heart as He pleases.

                        (from A Jewel in the Dust)


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