VOICES OF WHISPER

VOICES OF WHISPER

Oh, my Jesus; it is in this silence of prayer, I seek Your name. Thy spiritual anchors of Your presence, has taken root in my heart and soul. Thy peace has consumed my thoughts, my actions. For You speak with gentleness, and wrap me in kimonos of warmness, mellowing my inner-self for Your grace. For I call You, I seek You, and Your breath of spirit falls upon me. I am here, for I heard Your whispers of invitation, misting from Your heart. For when You speak, it is in mercy, and compassionate aromas. This blend of sweetness, is a binder of the flowers, flowing from thy heavens garden. For when You call upon me, my thoughts sparkle, and my words are uplifted in praise. For You, my Lord; is all that matters; that I know You, and You know me. That we speak together, gathering love, for each other. For You have

penetrated the depths of my heart and soul, planting everlasting seeds of passion. Your sprinkles of grace have extinguished the storm clouds inside, bringing forth spiraling rays of sensorial love, and peace. For loves rain, of heavenly mist, is Your reign of compassionate mercy. You have shown me the glimmers of Your love, for love, is You, and all that comes from You. This misting presence of love, is the anointing of truth in my soul, igniting burning desires of compassion. Your burning embers within my spiritual furnace, glows, and purifies meaning, and purpose. For I bask in prayer, immersing in Your harmonies of love, blending Your tones of mercy, forgiveness, and grace. For Your rivers of love, overflow with Your presence, and fill my reservoir with Your radiance. I am overtaken by Your persistent affection. I think of You; and I melt. For You have moved me, in such a way, I am humble, saturated with Your love. For Your tenderness is soft and delicate, like a floating feather. My words that fall from my tongue, are composed of sweetness, of great reverence, for what I feel for You, is prolonged in my thoughts, multiplying my passion, for Your sorrow. You have inspired me, beyond words, giving orchards of spiritual fruit to my hunger. For I am in tune with Your closeness, aware of Your invisible silhouette, embracing these moments of love. My whispers are low, but seek enhancement of grace, seeking the most highest of all rewards. For my love is like a glowing candle, its flame flickering upward in warmness, reaching for the heavens, uplifting my presence to Your heart. You have encouraged dialogue with fragrance, interacting two hearts, gathering sentiments, of compassionate gestures. It is beyond me, to comprehend Your reservoirs of gifted treasures, but I wait with anticipation and faith, that You find me worthy to open Your door. For Your gifts are unlimited, and Your treasures await the seeker, who is consumed in compassion; for love; opens the door, to grace. It is evident, that love is many sentiments, all gracing from the same source; the anointing of The Holy Spirit fermenting upon the heart. In these moments of flowing grace, Your brilliance of light, is the beacon, for the flotation of my burning desire, to embrace You, for eternity. For the words I select to express my intentions, are coated with compassionate breath of my inner-self. For what I hold inside, is a waterfall of love, flowing in all directions, lifting up drink, to Your thirsty lips. For You have pierced my heart with a sword, and these are the words, that have fallen out. In the greatest of compassion, I escalate my prayer of words, to find Your heart, that You may kiss my words of love, and instill me into Your heart; forever.

Amen.

Robert J. Varrick

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