by Rowan Blair Colver
My God I feel Flames,
As I move a fraction of Myself,
They Rage.
I position My Being into the Pit,
Of Self that is Hot.
My God, there You Are,
And You are Singing.
SO furious the Energy,
So Right and so True,
Where have You Been,...
Why did I fear You?
Speak to Me like this,
I Appreciate it,
My prayer of Self Honesty,
And allowance,
Body and Blood,
I take it.
For Myself.
This poem can be found in Integrity of Spirit by Rowan Blair Colver
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