Thursday, September 22, 2011

The Journey





















strengthen me
for the journey
O my God…

i feel you drawing
me Home
pulling me toward you
on a journey
far too great
for my fragile
little self.

how can i find
my way
to a Home
I have never seen?

how can i know
where to go,
when there is
no map
(except the one
you have written
on my heart)?

you have given me
beauty to drink
and i am
filled,
sated…
yet thirsting still
with all my being.

my heart
goes flying,
searching for
your Heart,
flying
and
flying
until
i can fly
no more.

and then
at last
i rest

you are there.
i am Home.

      - mary