Listening ...

Listening

 

Rev. 22:17 “and the Spirit and the Bride say, “come!

and let him, who hears come!” “Let him who desires

take of the water of Life without price and let him, who

thirsts come”

 

Who listens to the voice that does not originate in self?

Who separates the sound between Satan and our Maker?

Who filters out the guile and let the truth surface?

Who knows the difference between you and who fakes it?

 

I know it starts with hearing and He simply says, “Come!”

No other stuff attached to it for that would be wrong.

Thirsting for truth and righteousness a gift from God above

as He offers to fill our cup and we accept so to belong.

 

He stills our hunger for righteousness without removing our appetite.

He’ll make sure we don’t overeat and in that we appreciate His Reason.

For we cannot move if stuffed and fat and be made by self, parasitical

Time then would get away from us ... and move us out of season.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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