first love

When did we lose our sense
Of wonder
Of the Divine?

When did we lose the meaning of Prayer
As intimate Communion
To an idolatrous idea of

When did we lose sight of Eternity
And begin building our own Babels,
Towers of our own glory,
Doomed to

fall short



It is when I fail to return to my First Love,
The Love that loved before all other loves
The Sacrifice I long to comprehend
But stop short when I stand
Gaping at the vastness of the Glory that
Overwhelms my mortal flesh

To the one who knew my Soul before the beginning of Time
Who breathed life, meaning and purpose into the broken and shattered shell of my being:

I promise today and every day that
I am Yours and
You are mine.

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