The Man Of God Poem by Maria Mitea

heavenly goodness,
I come to you like a fanatical believer,
thirsty for confession in prayer,
I come to touch you with God"s words;
- my heart burns like an unquenchable fire,
light from light, feel the trembling of the burning fire,
- from shore to shore I will be your horizont
wearing a candlestick with a hundred arms,
- when the nights sleep one in each other,
come to me, - comfort the heavenly vault,
let your hungry eyes feed on the breasts devoted to white milk,
- blade of grass that trembles at the first breeze,
- dream born at the window, untamed goodness, feel my breath,
let me be your healing chrism, throw your arrey on me,
- come,
I will caress you in the valley of the thighs,
as a skilled architect mark my skin with kisses,
play with my holy adornments, - overindulge,
mix me with your blood,
with your holy rebel wake me up from the deep sleep,
conquer my hips as they swim in the trembling of temptation,
drink me like the ocean drinks the sea,
open the gates of heaven,
unleash your desire in the fainting circles, - healing power,
anoint me with chrism,

The Man of the Woman of God
You are the healer of the seed.



Note: Love is the true power of healing Everyone!
The man and woman carry and nurture the seed of life given by God. They are healers to each other.