[him|heralaya]

The only problem with waking up from
the soaring hights of Himalayas,
is when haven't even quite opened my eyes
yet but need to break out from the cocoon,
to the fresh mountain air and have that feeling
that something is missing,
like if there already is,
in the dream,
another cocoon somewhere
within an arms reach,
and awake,
it's not yet,
my hand found only faith to grasp
onto, when it reached out to hold.
Can a dream,
that has not audible words yet but
a vague but bright hope and a silent desire,
can it become,
is it within reason
to allow the dream be,
alive and kicking
three two one.

[salsa]

zorro y zorrito,


He is returning us to the Garden,
isn't He?
One step at a Time,


closer,


shores of the promised land,
come by.

[new league]

New league on the block:
the One who is victorious
And we, in Him
[because He first loved us]
has picked us and placed us
and paid for us.
This is a free ride,
on the way of heaven,
kingdom come,
establish it in us,
Victorious,
nothing can, nothing can separate us from His Love For Us,
face of eternity,
between, for and in us.
Intoxicating,
so this is what it feels like,
a new beginning,
created before the world began,
ancient wisdom,
peaceful explosion.
Faith, Hope, Love,
now walks in flesh
and has a skin.

[cocooned]

Timeless Time, Infinity, Hold me close, Hedge me in, Guard my gates. Watchmen of the walls if you see My Beloved, let him know,  I'm on my way, journeying Through these shores, so that when he comes, I'll be there, waiting, prepared, technicolor, standing where the waves  crash into the rocks, Worth everything, Worth as much as been given value for.

[tremblé ensemble]

There are no tears
for i have none/
stereo lane leaves open
The battle between good and evil/
Vulnerable vulnerability/
Ruins of these walls cry out
Silence builds new ground/
Colors in the blanks
Blind i feel/
Staggering lame
Deafening Distance/
But choose to wait and
To learn To feel/
Clean these wounds/
I am my brightest diamond/
torn/
real/
when healing will come like a rain/ 
ensemble/


tule lohdutuksen Jumala,
sulata jää.

[way things begin]

have this feeling, that God and I, we are both quite fond of mornings. He makes the sun rise every morning, giving us a new day, and my job is to wake up, get up and begin the day with Him. Am aware that He is rather jealous of me and our time together, and if I get to my day without Him, I miss out. I love mornings where there is time to do things with focus on God, to wake to a new day with peace, to breath and let my spirit, soul and body be gently getting filled with daylight, dream shaken off, and expectation and adoration rise. The way we begin things matters so much. So, Good Morning, Morning of everything Good, bEautiful and True.

[midweek prayer]

God,
would you please help me to watch my walls,
to defend my city and to keep it clean of
thieves and attackers. Be my protection.
God,
would you please teach me to honor,
with my word, with my thoughts, with my actions.
May I never think that I'm better than someone else.
Teach me to love.
God,
give me wisdom,
a heart after yours,