4.23.2013

Arise My Son

This poem I wrote on the deck of Ebeneezer place throughout a Saturday of listening to men's tell their stories of great trial and heartbreak, redemption and healing.  These are the words I heard from my Abba as I meditated on Song of Solomon, chapter 2.

Arise My Son

Arise my son, my beautiful boy,
In your presence do I long enjoy.
For the day breaks and the morn is new,
my love sets now like morning dew.

Arise my son, my loveliest one,
your voice to my ears is next to none.
Lets run through the woods and to the ponds,
Sit long together til heart responds.

Arise my son, my courageous man,
from your quiet strength you need not ran.
I made you strong and your heart is brave,
So stand and fight, no longer a slave.

Arise my son, my wounded babe,
your heart long hidden, let light today.
Long trodden and worn, abused and torn,
your griefs long denied, time now to mourn.

Arise my son, my beloved son,
In you I delight and now adorn.
Come away with me, give me your trust.
I will lead you right, we're in no rush.

Arise my love.

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