Plunge of the Heart
Kehinde Margret Makinde@kehindemargretmakinde
10 months ago
Lord,
while my tongue rains words to reign,
make its form firm
within my celestial firms,
for your sake in meaning and promise.
Like a rope perpetually subjected to its knot, plunge my heart
into your art and wield awe,
carve it
into a place of bliss and a palace of bloom.
While you sit the Sire of comfort
in your reign,
plough my core and crust
inside and outside,
for a smooth and pleasing pamper of your feet.
Let the fur of my head
be adorned
with the standard,
of your sturdy touches, feelings, lights, and thoughts,
a star for each strand,
for your drapes and curtains,
in your abode.
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