Altars of the Heart

I see Him— and Him alone. So vast, so near, so fully known. He fills the sky within my soul, And every corner of me is whole. He is the rhythm behind my breath, The pulse that silences even death. I am drunk in love , undone, remade— My heart laid bare, unafraid. My thoughts, my blood, my every sigh, Cling to Him and testify: I will not move, I will not stray, Not even for a fleeting day. Oh, how I gaze upon His face, The source of every holy place. I'm hooked, enchanted by His flame, Addicted to the sound of His name. I love it here—oh, I love it here! Where glory sings and shadows clear. No treasure, no joy could ever compare To one breath wrapped in His perfect care. Words collapse before this truth, What I feel goes deeper than proof. This isn’t thought—it’s spirit, bone , This is home— this is home. His presence—my origin, my air, The garden where I was made to care. I know this place. I know this sound. His voice—it pulls me from the ground. So irr...

  I wake with the sun, bathed in His light, No chains of the past, no burdens to fight. The Holy Spirit hums in my chest, A song of joy, a love confessed. My heart is no longer a wilderness land, It blossoms with promise, guided by hand. Gone are the echoes of longing and doubt, For love has arrived, heaven poured out. I sip my coffee, warm as His grace, Feeling His presence dance in this space. The air is electric, alive and divine, Each breath a whisper, Beloved, you’re mine. My phone lights up—his message is there, A man who was chosen, an answered prayer. Not just any love, but one set apart, Holy Spirit-breathed, igniting my heart. He speaks with kindness, his words are a psalm, A melody wrapped in heaven’s balm. Not rushed, not reckless, but steady and true, A love that reflects the One I pursue. The date is set, my heart leaps in flight, Dressed in His favor, I glow in His light. Not desperate, not searching, but walking in grace, Knowing I’m cherished, ad...

I love the trembles I get when I think about You, Jesus, Like golden ripples on an endless sea, Like the hush of dawn breaking over the mountains, Like the thrill of rain kissing the earth, setting my spirit free. Holy Spirit, make them richer, deeper, stronger, Turn them into rivers that rush with delight, Let my soul quiver with Your gentle whispers, As heaven's light unfolds in my sight. I long to paint You a masterpiece, my Lord, With colors unseen by mortal eyes, A canvas drenched in hues of worship, Where glory dances, and love never dies. I’ll sketch the fire in Your eyes so bright, And the mercy that drips from Your hands, I’ll brush each stroke with trembling wonder, As Your presence over my soul expands. And when my colors have told their story, I'll let my heart take up the pen, To write a poem that sings of Your beauty, A song of love beyond human ken. A soul-soothing poem, soft as the river’s sigh, A melody woven in stardust and grace, Where angels pause in hushed ...