"The Atmosphere of Presence"

I want to dwell in the bosom
of He who is Eternal, because
there resides His Pure desires;
and even one second of being
influenced by them, begins to
make my old man with his
offensive and destructive
nature to die, and new
life to live and thrive

Within the atmosphere that is
the robe that surrounds Him,
I find Solace and Peace that
overwhelms all of mine and
mans finite understanding

We are in the farthest and in
the utmost reaches of the
emanations of His Breath;
but, He is able to inhale,
and withdraw our bound
spirits from out of their
cages of darkness and
back in unto Himself

He exhales and we feel the
resuscitation within our tired
and depleted souls; within us
the breath of His nostrils
blows and what was
dead again lives, and
flourishes and grows

But, this I know, that all these
things can't even begin to at
all happen, unless withdraw
myself I, and Pray and ask
for Heavens windows to
open, and from there for
what is contained there
in that Holy place to in
my life be filled to...

Overflowing

And my Prayers go up into the
Heavens like an evening Sacrifice
and the Great Spirit, the Holy One
who inhabits eternity hears me,
and all us, and takes us into
the boundless Wonderful
realm of His Presence

That place where we interact with,
and are changed into His Likeness
and Image by His Divine Essence

"But we all with an unobstructed
 view gazing upon Him like into
 a mirror looking, are changed
 into His exact Image each
 time we are in His
 Presence"   - Paul the Apostle -
                            Corinthians