Sat, 06/28/2014 - 11:47 -- grimlk1
"How lovely is your dwelling place"

I spent my time confined within my own personal matrix.
I learned of you.
I know you now because of those walls.
Those lovely walls.
I fell in love with you within those walls.

I left you.
(what I thought was you)

Cast into a world of doubt and wickedness.

I thought I lost you.

I found that
Those walls are not holy.

You do not dwell but in one place but in my soul.
My soul.
You were always right here.
 right here inside my soul.

My body is your temple.

Your dwelling place.

You are everywhere.
You see everything.

You know me.
You love me.

Despite of me.


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