In the quiet of my heart
let your spirit guide me
to die daily to myself
so I may become less
and you can become more
Teach me the beauty of
shedding what I hold dear
to make room for your love
to let go and find peace
in the art of becoming less
In the stillness of night
let your whispers remind me
that in every release
there is a rebirth waiting
for a soul that truly surrenders
Help me to dissolve my
ego in the waters deep
where your grace can fill me
until there is nothing left
but your presence in my life
Less of me, more of you
in each breath, in each step
until I am only a vessel
for your endless, boundless light
guiding me to where you are.
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Wow. Reminds me of Oswald Chambers, and a host of other teachers whose writing and lectures are so familiar. Exquisitely eloquent with excellent imagery and rendered so very beautifully. Thank you very much for sharing.
BRAVO
A prayer in a poem or maybe a poem in a prayer. Well written
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