Sacred tones Sacred Shapes Sacred Rhythms Not from a book But by your inhale and exhale Feet walk the earth. Eyes drink the sky. and the angel He sent to your bedside stands over you as you write Holy moment in time the lines Filled with sacred rhyme cells vibrate in in-voluntary worship because I am He is worthy Into you, into you so..into you Into you, into you so..into you, so eyes see the lights in the sky the size of your existence magnificent scent of eternity like a painting always wet yet always changing how high the moon our date coming soon dross drops off like candle wax racks and stacks of holy artifacts cannot contain the dream still remains I look up thru the rain the view cannot be framed or stained holy habitation perpetual regeneration into you into you so- in- to- you so- sun set down on the sea saving standing rain staring intently it melts away all my pain teardrops fall to join the same receding tide thru hard times and trials Yeshua is on my side walking day and night into His holy temple holding my hands high ..and approaching full circle GREG BABINEAUX
