It flew without a sound above me.
I listened unshaken like a stone
to the movements of its wings.
Are you the one for whom my soul burns,
in tempest fire,
in the oil poured out,
in tenderness and desire?
I can hear the wings and feel the fire.A stunning spiritual poem..a massive 10+++
in tempest fire, in the oil poured out, in tenderness and desire? Very very good..................
I find in this poem the Thirst of a Soul for God. In some Moments or Experiences it tastes the Presence of God. Ps.42,1 As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. Thanks for the Poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A powerful short spiritual write. Thought provoking and with superb imagery. Very well executed write.10+++