Though my way be paved with briars and sharp stones
and scorpions and snakes tread upon legs
and these tired feet may ache and bleed
my dry parched lips will whisper
Your sweet name.
In this purifying desert of life, my soul
walks to the beat of your drum
transcending normal consciousness
longing for the wind of Your spirit and
the waters of Your encompassing love.
Shared passion that brings
this heart to exceeding ecstasy.
You are my absolute euphoria, my refuge,
my drug, my ecstasy,
my Elohim!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In this purifying desert of life, my soul walks to the beat of your drum transcending normal consciousness...my Elohim! Ecstasy.... you have clearly expressed what ecstasy although it is very difficult to express it. every one experiences it in their own unique way. thank you dear poetess.
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