Tossing and turning, my body quaking with energy.
Belly on fire, heart pounding, breath quickening.
Bottled up rage
Bottled up truth
Bottled up love
Bottled up creativity
Bottled up passion
Bottled up feminine
Bottled up, suppressed, repressed, pushed down, denied aspects of my Self
Everything rising up, burning up, shooting up like the Fires of the Phoenix
Everything descending down, infusing ground like the Flames of the Dove
It is happening, a Pentecostal downpour, a Holy Spirit Outpour
This beckoning of the Holy Spirit ~ Maranatha, Maranatha
Come, Lord, Come
Come into Our Midst
Come into Our Core
Come into Our Lives
Revive us in your Holy Love
Revive our Sacred Hearts
Make us a People of Passion and Compassion
Make us a People of Courage and Zeal
Make us a People of Fire and Creativity
Make us a People of the Kingdom
Come, Come, Come Holy One into Our Midst
Light Our Core with Your Flame
Brings Us Home, All the Way Home to You
For we are ready
On our knees like a beggar before you
Crying out for your sweet infusion
For the elixir that will awaken the sleeping giant
The Sacred, Ecstatic Heart
That lies dormant in our chest
For we are ready
Lying naked on the altar of your sweet grace
Quivering with desire for your holy and healing touch
For the salve that will heal lingering memories of separation
And brings us to the One
For we are ready
To be broken open
And filled with Your Holy Light, Your Fiery Love
To be born again, mind, body, heart and soul
To be baptized in and by the Fire of the Holy Spirit
To walk the way of the Sacred Heart
To carry the medicine of Christic Love
To sing the love song of the Ecstatic Heart
To serve the Revolution, the Metanoia of the Collective Heart.
We are ready...
Servants of the Sacred Heart Awakening...
Fire, Fire, Fire Come
Breath, Breath, Breath Come
Dove, Dove, Dove Come
Oil, Oil, Oil Come
Transform and Transfigure...We Are Ready.
Ameyn.
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