bleeding into sovereign silence
the surrender of sound, of color, of vivid truth
when I'm bleeding into sovereign silence
silence that sacrifices
silence that brings peace
like a river.
raging peace.
I surrender to the overwhelming love
without a sound. It is well
with my soul. On my face
a raw desire to press myself
beyond the ground
where I transcend the fade
and bleed into the sovereign silence.
This weekend
11 years ago
1 comments:
Thank God for a divine tourniquet. We can only bleed for so long, before we bleed out. Peace to ya sister, and safe journey this week.
Sweet writing!
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