This Love is like a river fed by a spring — a deep well that will never run dry. It flows forth with a power that can’t be contained — at times a geyser that baffles my mind.
I laze in the river – splashing about – on days when the current is light. When a geyser creates rapids, I breathe in quick gasps — just trying to stay upright.
I pray that others also know this spring — t’was created when I dug inside me. How grateful I feel for the Love that flows forth — forever dedicated to Thee.
shabbat shalom, jen