Morning contemplation or prayer

Gracefully, O so gracefully
did morning give her presence upon the mount
promptly making her daily account
to meet the clients of their needs
to wander about and do their deeds
foreign or common whatever it may be
she assured they would fruitfully harvest and reap

Then awaken the children in their beds
stretching their hands, still drunken in sleep
awaiting their mother's breast to feed
yes, quite so was the morning routine
I stood there watching
not saying anything
for it was not I at work- but a servant King

Afar the mount I saw Him stand
with rod and staff and order at hand
what a mysterious man I saw from where I was
a closer look, my feet moved forwards like a pawn
on a chessboard

His presence as I might try to describe
is brighter than the sun's great light
The yearning to move closer, and closer still
tempts much more than a bee to kiss the lips of a daffodil
His structure I'd say much taller than me
He stooped down low to pat a lamb
it made a sound- content-perhaps- it's tail so short, yet it wags
like a twitching nose awaiting a series of staccato-ed sneeze
(from smelling pollen...or powder...or pepper..)

He paused and then He stood quite still
as still as graceful as the sunflowers, orchids and daffodils
He turned round and my heart astound
most beautiful face I've ever seen

His eyes radiate the colours of day
yet run deep than any sea which ship dare sail as far away
His lips so red and plump-I might- secretly desire to take a bite
like a child wanting a blood red apple filled with honey flesh
hanging voluptuously
upon a tree, whose branch cannot contain its weight
His skin quite unlike any I've known
looked soft as clouds and fair as spring
like the carnations
like lilies
like roses
like daisies' skin when you run your finger upon their face
His name is sweet to taste when it sinks right in
so sweet and sweeter to hear where angels praise Him

He smiled and then beckoned me to come closer
I-quite like a fawn, dawdled, for fear of sin, inequity, like a deadening tree, I hung my head low, in shame
but in quite a gentle, yet firm command
He said 'Come closer, and hold My hand '
I came closer, but raised a brow
He asked me closer, me a sinner!
How now? How now?


He was a King
A King calling me?
To move steps forward-far more than I should be moving?
He called anyway- so I moved- drawn by His call
cast anchors away and moved closer and closer

Like a dear friend, He welcomed me
held me close to His bosom did He
Oh the joy of belonging set in
This is where I am supposed to be!
Close to Him, head rested upon His chest
holding Him close like a child clinging onto his mother

He caressed my hair
with His finger tips
He kissed my head with His rose soft lips
I felt my heart swoon and my spirit filled with glee
His Kingship kissing a servant like me?
He held my cheeks and said
'Good morning My child, nice to see you...
is there anything at all I can do for you?'
His voice did not lace itself with any agenda
I hesitated- yet His hand, His nail scarred hand,
held my chin and lift it up
to face His holy face

I pray that as it may
as long as I wake
I pray that I may do as You say
Lead me down the path that takes
me to the grassy green and quenching streams
I pray for the armor and shield to protect me from
whatever that comes my way today

Whether I fail or whether I succeed
This is what I prayed, and I prayed indeed
To do it with love, faith and hope
if I fall, then again with You, I will stand up again
repetitively if I must in every aspect
if fruitfulness should gain at the umpteenth time

that I neither care what my right or left says
just facing You, forward across the lake...

and one day if I die before I wake
I pray O God my soul for You to take...

then with a laugh, not insulting but amusement filled
He held my cheek as though a flower, close and closer still to His face
I love you, and nothing will ever change, if you try and try and try and try
I shall be with you, till you succeed or try and try again...'

Then He raised a brow,amusement still tucked in His holy lips
He said, in a loving whisper;
"The day is begun and worry not about tomorrow
today is begun, today only you should deal with
I am with you, and one step at a time
we shall conquer it together
You and I..."

And it made me realize
Then I said; "Then this is what I ask of You, to accomplish today with You..."

He nodded
so I said "Amen..."