Love’s perfection

The one whose experience of life
Tells a different soiled story that
Cannot be reconciled with divine
Demands for perfection wanders
Lonely and confused in unfreedom
Lost on the wide path of autonomy

Sit for a while, you are in good company
Let your anxious grasping to be
Something else, someone else, somewhere else
Be quiet and still- watch as now, just now
The gate that opens to the narrow path in
the center of your being swings as if

Moved by a gentle breeze
Even breath flowing from
The very heart of God
Carrying upon its fragrant currents
A love song that awakens

What had slipped into deep sleep

Thanks to MINemergent for popping this in my inbox this morning.