Have you ever been broken open?
laid bare on the altar of the Almighty.
Hidden only by the shadow of the wing,
that hides and surrounds all your aching
Do you dare to be that broken,
exposed for all to see and mock?
Trusting in the love which binds and guides you.
Into paths of new light that dawn.
On the horizon of your walk.
Exposure does not mean your death
only a bringing to light of all that is within.
Showing the love which made you
into the being you have become.
Don't shy away from the altar of your breaking.
It will not tear you in two,
because always hovering near
is the love that made you.
Showing the beauty of what is you,
so all you know is love.
Copyright Annette Joseph
laid bare on the altar of the Almighty.
Hidden only by the shadow of the wing,
that hides and surrounds all your aching
Do you dare to be that broken,
exposed for all to see and mock?
Trusting in the love which binds and guides you.
Into paths of new light that dawn.
On the horizon of your walk.
Exposure does not mean your death
only a bringing to light of all that is within.
Showing the love which made you
into the being you have become.
Don't shy away from the altar of your breaking.
It will not tear you in two,
because always hovering near
is the love that made you.
Showing the beauty of what is you,
so all you know is love.
Copyright Annette Joseph
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