Quiet Pools of Love, I find, as I linger here,
in this place with You.
Liquid drops of love falling down my face,
how I've come to see You,
in this Secret Holy Place.
More beautiful than sunrise!
Like the moon draws the tide,
You draw my heart to abide within Yours.
Deep calls to deep,
Your Waves of love, crash over me.
Swelling, Rising,
high above the storm's that threaten me.
You lift me up, upon Your wings of peace,
Your Holy Presence surrounds me,
invades me within, consumes me without,
all that's left, is billows of You.
As I surrender, my emptiness.
You fill me with Yourself.
~SRM
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