His feather soft love
Wraps around me like a mother eagle
Clings around me like plastic wrapping
Around an unopened gift.
It holds me into His fulness
It sucks me away from temporal emptiness
It teaches me to live from Love's Source
Like a smiling teacher and a hungry pupil.
Pulling in Life
Keeping out death
Teaching, releasing, assuring
Life comes from Love, not by rights.
It sacrifices itself
Motivates to sacrifice to Him and others
Life after death
Is living after Love.
His love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very inspiring...moving & thoughtful...a masterstroke! ...loved it