Fasting
when i burn for You,
the fuel is love
i eat what i breathe:
Your presence,
Your perfume
when it’s the heart that hungers
meat and wine are heavy burdens
my spirit binds up in knots at their sight
only music and breeze nourish the fire
making light, making speed
making clearer all i touch, hear and see
pouring blossom-like words
from fingertip to paper
Beloved, i do not fast for you
i do not give up food and drink
i gave up, surrendered at Your mercy long ago
now everything,
even fasting
is done to me
18th August 2010
the fuel is love
i eat what i breathe:
Your presence,
Your perfume
when it’s the heart that hungers
meat and wine are heavy burdens
my spirit binds up in knots at their sight
only music and breeze nourish the fire
making light, making speed
making clearer all i touch, hear and see
pouring blossom-like words
from fingertip to paper
Beloved, i do not fast for you
i do not give up food and drink
i gave up, surrendered at Your mercy long ago
now everything,
even fasting
is done to me
18th August 2010
image: with thanks via the internet
for a copy of "Set My Heart On Fire" in pakistan nalayn publications
in South Africa intent publishing
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