Olive Branches

"the depth of me"

I’ll live in Remembrance


I realized you never left and that for this moment you planned ahead.

You’re a promise keeper:When you promised to never leave, I knew I could count on you eternally.

In my shoes you’ve walked.

For me your blood spill ricochets off the walls of time

The fire in your eyes lights up creation

The words I hear you speak realign my fate


Now I get to love you in return




You loved me first.

tossed crown aside

and dove heartfast

into a redemption plan

I had to be saved

and with love as your shield

you came.


Now I get to dive heartfirst

now I get to love you back

your love my banner





Fear and Trembling




glory appears




no more

Put on

the full armor




the good work

long began

He finishes



Hunger no more

thirst no more

living water flows




your perfect prize


His resurrection power

All creation’s  desire

in you



You’re beautiful


I see your face, my beloved

and I am raptured.

I can’t quite look at you,

but I can’t look away either-

head and hair white as wool,

visage brighter than the sun at noon

your eyes twin flames of passion and grace

are a magnet.


Seven golden lampstands surround you,

the train of your robe with a golden sash around Your chest

fills the Holiest of Holies-

feet like refined burnished bronze- oh how beautiful

The Majesty…………….. the Mystery

seven stars spin their dance within your right hand

countless jewels adorn your ageless crown,

The Majesty………….. the Mystery



your voice the roar of many waters

the sound of many multitudes

I am yours and you are mine

How I love you

You’re my No. 1 fan

39094263_1799897366761186_1660034731401543680_nFully given to you

heart pulsing to your beat

You fully inhabit the song I sing to you

here in the circle of your embrace

round and round

up we go

and I am fully aware

in the reflection of your word

of truest adoration

You’re a Keeper…


Hosea 2:19 So I will betroth you to Me forever; I will betroth you in righteousness and justice, in loving devotion and compassion. 20 And I will betroth you in faithfulness, and you will know the LORD.”…

2 Corinthians 11:2
I am jealous for you with a godly jealousy. For I promised you to one husband, to present you as a pure virgin to Christ.


We’re back at the beginning;

Oh how I love beginnings!

Love fresh, as a golden dawn in all it’s splendor,

devoid of heart-wrenching memory, misty eye and disillusionment.

Oh the freedom!

running through the fields with you

fingers interlaced in a loose grasp

because I know you won’t let go

surrounded by your light and your warmth

eyes alight in wonder at the miracle of you


In this unraveling of the tender depths in each other,

there’s a fresh outpouring of devotion,

as the ceaseless oil from the widows jar.


You’re a keeper-

a keeper of promises

a keeper of love

a keeper of me

and to you- for you- before you -I am

all that you want me to be

because you make me so.


A wounded bird with broken wings,

I once lay on earth’s floor,

ready for the end, for the nothingness-

I embraced it gladly,

but you said-

you have loved me with an everlasting love.

The oil you have put in my jar flows endlessly

your eternal promise to me,

promise keeper-

I love you for who you are.

Isaiah 54:5
For your husband is your Maker–the LORD of Hosts is His name–the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; He is called the God of all the earth.

Over my head


Psalm 23: 5-6 ……….You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.


His face goes before me

His scarlet cloak my covering

His voice- words like oil wash over me

And I am pliable

the perfect prize

dancing in the circle of his embrace


His eyes are the light guiding me to Him

Always to Him


Gentle, unruffled, steady He holds me

slow and sweet

swift and unrelenting

His love


The air is still

the birds hold their breath

as in mid-flight, a kaleidoscope of color


the rush of ocean stemmed

the sun exceedingly bright

ears tuned

we await the sound of your voice


Then a mighty wind as an envelope

embraces me

my skin tingles in anticipation

the birds take up their song again

oceans lapping the shores with their lusty tongues

and earthy leaves spin and dance in the hurricane of my passion

strands of ancient song


His voice sounds like the ocean

His voice sounds like the wind

His voice sounds like bird song

His voice sounds like laughter

His voice sounds like my heartbeat

He’s all around me



My Oasis


He said ‘I DO’ long before I was formed.

Before I opened my eyes, He called me BELOVED.

I am His, and He is Mine.

His love, more delightful, more intoxicating than an ocean of wine,

the fragrance of my voice is pleasing to Him

as it drops sweetness as the honeycomb,

milk and honey  under the tongue of my worship.

He’s adorned me with strings of silver studded with gold,

my lips a scarlet ribbon.


I am a rose of Sharon,

a lily of the valleys.


From the deepest clefts of hell, he ransomed me,

through a blood washed romance

he holds me unblemished, His greatest prize.

I delight to sit in his shade,

and his fruit is sweet to my taste

Let him lead me to the banquet hall,

his banner over me is love.


He came,

leaping across the mountains,

bounding over the hills.

It is a season of singing


He came,

my beloved  into his garden

to taste its choice fruits

an orchard of pomegranates

with every kind of incense tree,

a garden fountain,

a well of flowing water

streaming down

to drink His fill of love


He appears like the dawn,

fair as the moon, bright as the sun,

majestic as the stars in procession.

May the wine go straight to my beloved,

flowing gently over lips and teeth.

I belong to my beloved,

and his desire is for me.

How I see it/How God sees it

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