Soul Cry for This LOVE

Deeper and wider is this LOVE.
Together our LOVE
can reach the bottoms of oceans and bring light to the depths of darkness that this world has never seen.
Our bright beam could be the only living light to outshine the brightest starfish.
Our LOVE could cross over the axis of earth and heaven
as our Father takes us to that higher place,
We couldn’t help but return to earth
with stardust and the scent of angels in our clothes...
if we are clothed at all...
We'd be locked together in an eternal supernova
Where each kiss would command comets to captivate
and hover with humanity.
You could be my personal Orion
and I, your lovely Lion
Our LOVE would surpass the zenith
where we'd sing songs of Praise on His celestial swing set
"O! Magnify the Lord with me. Let us exalt His name together!"
And that is my soul cry
for this LOVE


Zarina Dawn

Shallow Places

And so,
my soul floats over this place.
My body resides here
but no one knows
the soul-me.
There is an ever-increasing glory inside of me
that one day will reveal itself as
Z
It's hard to breathe in this shallow place, where I exchange visions of who I am
with who they see.

Wonder-ful Woman

Wonder-ful woman
The world wonders at your full
PAINts
and fraught colors.
Wonder-ful woman
Full of what weakens us to watch you.
You are the better half
of wonder.
You fill the waking hours of anticipation,
dancing vibrantly on the opposite side of doubt;
Too proud to pay it attention
So it becomes broke-n.
and that is why you are wonder-full.
Wonder-ful woman warrior
Gracefully holding the Sword of Truth
and with one wafting wave of the hand
you fling the enemy
and tell it how big your God is.
With one wavering of the wrist
even your mistakes breed divine
through the colors on your soul's canvas.
You are the Wonder-ful woman
that inhabits the true essence of God's likeness.
Wonder
ful
woman.
How can one wonder when watching you?
Surely, even the grass yields to your footsteps
as your heart widens
on this journey that has found you, because your steps are divine.
Your wonder-ful-ness is what confirms
God's grace.
And if you are found
Surely, He is
El Shaddai.

Zarina Dawn

My Seed of Light

Truth is light
a cliche that has not brightened many lives,
because lack of faith hinders blossoming.
I no longer inhabit the darkness.
I am stretching out pure roots,
and good soil nourishes my
growing.
I am the same seed searching
for select soil so that I can
spread my soul and spirit
in the Sun.
My Savior has summoned me
from my surly surroundings.
He inhabits my heart and holds
it heuristically and holistically so the horizon of my heart
has hollered, Hosanna!
Thorns and thistles covered my
personal garden of Eden where
God wanted to walk with me
in the cool of the day.
However, He has cleared a path
for escape from what choked
my growth,
so even the wisdom that sprouts
from my scalp can break thru
the hard soil that surrounds
my conscience.
He has sent the Shepherd
with a loving rod to drive me
to my wealthy and wise place
Where I might truly be a child of
light.
With a Light burden.

Birth Me: All for Wisdom and Understanding

Who can fathom the ways of the Lord? Only Wisdom and Understanding, for He used them to establish the earth. So shouldn't I seek both in order to be closer to my Father? Should I step outside and humble myself during this storm, that the rain might shower me with wisdom and understanding? Surely, they are the foundation of the earth so...

If I plant my feet deep enough into the soil, I could feel their vibrations and connect closer to my Lord, by meeting His abettors. The sole's of my feet would leave remnants of dust from all the places my soul had traveled. Wisdom and Understanding would then be all the places I've ever been, stretching up to leave its dust on the sole my soul, to be everywhere I will ever go. And surely then, I would be closer to my God. With my feet deep in the earth, I will stretch out my hands and the 3 will converge. Two of God's creations: His daughter and His earth; both humble before Him, submitting to His will and His way. The 3 become one. Then Lord, You would shine on me in that moment and the lamp would no longer be hidden under the bowl.

How my soul longs for that soil connecting me to Earth and Lord. Selah... My toes long for the coolness of the loam, the fertile, rich, soil that has birthed life among many nations; to have my feet, my travel vessels, my guides, my path-makers, my trail-blazers, be saturated by the Holy richness of God's fertile soil, as I am grounded in His staple of the Earth. I would then be rooted. Securely and well-nourished. Rooted from sole to soul, stretching my roots up through my legs, knees, thighs, hips, waist, womb... SOUL. Oh! To have my soul nourished by God's soil, rich with food for my fortitude.

Flushing the feces of frustration
by flowering and flowing freshness
through my flesh.

Crossing over the axis to my soul. Oh! How good it is to be fed by God's soil and quenched with His living water. The 3 become one:
Earth; me; Father.
Earth me, Father.
Birth Me, Father.

I Will Never Forget

Oh no.
I didn't forget.
Had me fooled real quick
like God called my name and then...
Click.
No. He's too faithful.
So your ill efforts are wasteful.
This Queen has remembered...
A small match
in a dark room
and the flicker that said...
"Girl... Remember this?"

This is your light that was promised to you centuries ago,
Manifested in the tribe of Judah.
I have adorned you with my precious rubies
Because my blood surely washed you.
I chose you as I chose the oak tree,
the lion,
the ant,
the armadillo,
the Sea.
It was chosen all for me.
So please step carefully,
Don't let the enemy bind your feet.
Use My Word as your rock, your stepping stone
Because I've got a long way for you to go.
Do not forget who I made you to be:
My people's Victory.

So I feverishly ran pen to paper because,
there was no more delaying my rebirth;
Writing my born again night, into the dawn
just as God's Word is sharp as silver refined
7 times.
He's branded 7 on my heart as a warning sign.
To those that don't know:
That's your "No Trespassing" sign.
BEWARE.

But child don't BE WEARY,
Don't be weary.
Don't beware either.
You got it. Go forward in it.
And don't you ever forget it.

I have created you to write song,
to speak life,
to shine the Divine Light.
There are people waiting on you!
My divine 7,
I look at you from Heaven
And I see the beauty you strive for,
But you have no clue what's in your future.
You must not get trapped,
You are a conquering Lion
that must protect the Zion within you.

But,
When they must be ware
And you be weary
Look to the Hills. I'm there.

I will never forget Lord.