Strength in My Weakness

Weakness abounds in my legs despite my soulful objection. How I long for past days of youthful walk, jump, run. Reality defeats my imagery of fun frolicking as the young! continue and time proceeds. 

Like my physical weakness, so does my soul reminisce of days long past in youth. I long for what reality shows non-existentant, departed. I turn my woeful eyes and saddened soul to the Healer who gives strength in body,  soul, spirit comforted by God. 

I pray for strength to the One who draws me close with His presence felt within my soul. Jesus remind me that youth  is for the young and wisdom  for those from life's experience. Jesus strokes my hair tells me of His love for me continues.His promises are true and   proven as I focus on my  strength in my soul and  that I am loved by the King. 

(c) Susans Soul

Dance of Trust

Dance of Trust

The sun rises as does my love for thee.
Machinations wander the valley pathway.
What is our purpose together? Apart?
Thou lead and I follow until the sun's
abandonment gives way to the moon.
Random thoughts impede me as darkness
diminishes my vision beyond today.

Arise my love to sun's daybreak rejoicing.
Begin anew thy journey's full purpose.
I follow where thou lead emboldened
by thy willingness to possess all of me.
Remember naught paths without me.

Celebrate my leading and everpresence.
Those thou mourn suffocate thy splendor.
I am with thee throughout thy journey.
Do not ask for visions, future or past.
Envision all things through my eyes only.

Embrace me as thou would'st thy lover.
Forget the past memories of thy pain.
Drink from this well that gives thou life.
I am thy past, present, and future.
Turn thy fickle heart toward the truth.
If not, be on thy way until thou see light.
When thou tire of life's lost dreams then
turn to the one everpresent in thy life.

Behold thy one true love's beckoning.
Be still my love. Trust my words spoken.
Behold my deeds shown through my eyes.
Come and rest thy weary brow upon me.
I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.
I am thy one true love within thy fate
awaiting thy complicity and consent.

Susans Soul

Imprint of You

Imprint of You

Print your image inside my eyelids.

Let me not ere forget your beauty.

The sweet peach softness of skin.