POEM: Gentle As The Breeze
By: Eric Gajewski, From the work "Fortress of the Soul"
Psalms
106:29
And he turned the storm into a breeze: and its waves were still.  |
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Gentle As The Breeze
Gentle as the Breeze,
Your soft touch fulfills my every
need
Lying, no more
Your Wind heals all harsh wounds
On top of your field of green,
contemplating
Your Sight gazes unto my very core
It is these moments, in which, time
seemingly stops
And my heart will pause, for it is
You alone, I long for
Slowly falling like the Autumn
leaves,
Your Love descends amongst men
It is Your sweet Passion which leads
Yea, Thou art a Rose out amongst the
worlds weeds
For, I, too, looked for the one who
would comfort
And found none but You standing tall
amidst my deepest suffering
For it is only under duress with
much pressure and stress
That the “self” can be squeezed out
of me
And out wouldst come between these
legs of pain
My newborn brother humility
Yea, it is in Your arms, I die
Wherein I would ask “the Why’s”
And Your sweet Voice replies
“Soon enough you will clearly see”
Preparing, for Your sweet smell
encompasses my whole being
Your holy fragrance, enveloping
mystically
It is off Your Body alone that an
eagle feeds
Thy Sacred Heart burning
compassionately in Charity
As I sit, still, beneath thy Tree
For Gentle Is thy breeze,
It is here in this world of lies
I lay in the calm of Your soothing Palms
I withdraw unto thy Mountain in
silence and solitude
That I might find You arising as
Fire to speak
For You alone speak honestly
Thou sayest…
“Forget about yourself and press
onward toward My Glory”
And with the wings of faith and hope
I uproot all thy doubts and worries”
For as Gentle as the Breeze
Your Sacred Heart, for sinners,
still bleeds
Where Love’s responsibility met a
wooden cross
To produce Redemption through holy
suffering
It is where all must be lost
In order to gain You, my Everything
Where Your Word
Quiets the Storm and calms my unstable
inward seas
Where Your Unfathomable Peace
Calms, at once, the whole world’s
anxiety
Yea, where an eagle flies high into
thy skies
That he might be set free
Gentle as the Breeze,
Wherein I cling close and remain as
One with Thee
For Thou art Gentle as the breeze….
Which hiddenly consumes me
Some of my other poems:
http://tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2017/03/poem-nothing-in-this-world.html#more
Some of my other poems:
http://tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2017/03/poem-nothing-in-this-world.html#more
tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2017/02/poem-words-are-not-enough-to-change-man.html#more
tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2016/12/poem-christmas-present.html#more
tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2016/12/poem-christmas-present.html#more
http://tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2014/11/the-closer-you-get.html
http://tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2014/08/no-heart-can-hide.html
http://tradcatknight.blogspot.com/2014/08/no-heart-can-hide.html
