My every thought, they are Yours to behold <br />Let not my best mind spill that which is unclean <br />Let not this fear cause it to offer forth <br />that which is only human.. <br />lest it wound Your very Heart with its abhorrence.. <br />a filthy rag to intrude on that which is Perfection. <br />Hear it not..I beg of You..Hear it not.. <br />so as to wound not my very essence <br />with the thought that I may offend You <br />Wound me not this way.. <br />lest I desire only to exist no more! <br />Oh but to die as every thought is below You. <br />Even those that are earthly fine.. <br />hang their heads in shame.. <br />happy themselves to exist no more. <br /> <br />Yet I see depth..I see width..Oh height.. <br />with my souls eye does it see.. <br />Is it not too great for my soul to perceive.. <br />that which is perfection..consume all? <br />all that is purposed..all that belongs did my soul embrace <br />Oh to melt into You <br />Unadorned with falsity my soul exposed and unprotected <br />though not of earthly understanding <br />Exquisite, naked purity that lures the soul.. <br />drenching one with ecstasy unperturbed <br />Oh simple soul will you not faint? <br />Can I not think to even draw breath? <br />Satiate! <br />This honey..this nectre Divine.. <br />am I to just dissolve? <br /> <br />I saw with my soul's eye..eternity.. <br />with my soul's eye…Home.<br /><br />Sharon Maree Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-my-soul-s-eye-2/
