Commitment
These are my
letters to you O Beloved
how else can I
make you see
these are all I
have to send you
when you aren’t
here with me
I want to wrap
my arms around you
lay your head
unto my breast
capture all your
falling tears
and in my heart
to take your rest
Want to share
all my emotions
right down to
the smallest thought
retire with you
when there is night
daily rise with
the sun our lot
All the things I
want to tell you
if I could these
words make speech
but if you can’t
understand me
they’ll not your
heart to able reach
I want to hear
your voice again
for it is
pleasant to my ears
within its sound
is music
always soothing
to all my fears
I think this is
the kind of life
what we call God
would want for you
but nothing like
this can reach your heart
unless you also
want it too
You can close
your heart and walk away
but I hope
you’ll see and not forget
that to share
your life in every way
a devotion you
could not regret
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Words
The Words were form fitted
chosen, just especially for you
the ones you
needed, ones you could hear
that could not, would not be
rejected
You could trust the truth of them
they filled an empty cup
they were given to bind up
every wound
to heal everything broken
to shed light and dispel
darkness
a balm and remedy for
every ill and untoward
experience
to bring you
good news, joy, and gladness
to bring hope were
there was none
to lift your
heart and bring your mind
to reach for
their true potential
to teach you to become
the words
to transform
your substance
into a new one
the true alchemy
these words
change lives
these words power your life
they are the
ones that embrace
you
that will hold
you, will teach you
that show their love for you
they are a joy to hear
and to be
spoken, upon rising
upon retiring,
and though out
all your activity
These words were
made for you
In them you will find your Love
you will find your Joy
they will bring
peace, compassion
gentleness,
goodness, generosity
kindness, patience, and faith
you can trust they will always
seek every goodness for you
they will fill your every
need
Without them
the World would be
a cold place
in deed
November 2014 C Michael Miller
PoetryofProvidence
Wellspring
You are all together
desirable
and so my soul
longs for you
hold me close
don’t let me go
I need to know
your love is true
I had not
thought possible
this kind of
love to know
the kind that
people dream of
of our origins
ages ago
More beauty than
hanging gardens
or the wonders
of seven worlds
nor crafting by
the hands of men
fallen it’s
heights were hurled
Like the rain in
desert places
and dew in a
thirsty land
desire avidly
your own embrace
and be led by
your own hand
Drink from the
well inexhaustible
the everlasting
spring of joy
whose word is
rooted in virtue
which hatred
would seek to destroy
A cistern in the
desert deep
an oasis in
parched land set
you draw the
hearts of multitudes
lest the setting
of love they forget
Like
well-watered resting places
where the
fountains of the deep
saturate the
flowering meadows bloom
whose treasuries
our memories keep
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Unbound
My Beloved is
lofty
and exalted
his throne sets
in the crag
on the mountain
I am the sea
that laps at his feet
his voice is
many thunders
when he sings
my turbulence is eased to peace
he has
bountifully filled my depths
his winds draw
my waters to himself
where my
affections are the downpour
that fills all
his rivers and lakes
which are
released again to my shores
where we are joined in perpetuity
Sun and shadow
are his resting places
he haunts the trails of the ibex
chases the mountain ewes to the valleys
he walks the untouched ranges
I contemplate his movements in
time
my beloveds
heart is the vastness of the wilderness
and I rest at the edges of his boundry
I wait for him
to view me from the heights
answer my waves for his attentions
where I caress his foothills
and his embrace stirs up the sands
His movements
are effortless
ceaseless and ever awake
to the needs of his domain
the bounties of
his devotions are
the true provisions of life
his generosity is unmatched
his reason always true
I am distressed
without him near
he is fully
vibrantly alive
and desirable of
heart
I have found abandon of affections
ours is a devotion possessed of truth
realized only in
a single rejoin
of voices lifted
in praise
for the gifts of
life with love
His father has given him a kingdom
those betrothed shall serve by his
side
his treasury is full
rejoicing and
delight are his company
his fondness
with the children of mankind
and favor has lifted our hearts
no longer anchored to the depths
but able to soar like
the mists
that water the
valley floors
able
to ride the gentle breezes
where sun ,
earth , wind , and water
have created
abundance
Sources Psalms Proverbs Song Of Solomon Ecclesiastes
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C. MICHAEL MILLER
C. MICHAEL MILLER. Poetry of
Providence. Voracious reader, love ancient Historians and tracing ideology and
belief systems, , love people of every sort even if I don't agree on lifestyle
makes for good study and introduction to new ideas that of course must be
researched. Profound interest in philosophy, art, science, history, and the
great teachers whose words of wisdom have been so deftly passed down in time,
complicated, temperamental, simple, thoughtful, inquisitive, love the deep
woods and all of nature from earth to universe. Research on anything I want to
learn, exploring new areas love the back roads into the hills, writing and
screaming on paper. People watching, inciting others to think,
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