My Deer

A poem . . .

Let it all down

Release the tension of thought

Let go of the lie that you must feel to know I am here

It’s okay sometimes you are blank and are like a deer in the Light

I look at you tenderly, purely, and gently

With kind tone, compassion, and unconditional love

The Light will breathe life and not death

No more swallowing the jagged deceit

The deceit of uncertainty of my adoration

Even a speck of doubt, no partnering my beloved

I look upon you my deer with the softest of eyes

You will learn these eyes for you and others

This takes time

And that’s okay

I never get tired of looking upon you

Upon Dusk Last Night . . .

A Song . . .

Smidge Of An Update . . .

As most of you know, I am taking a step back from mainstream Substack, YouTube, and ministry. Miss you guys. I continue to have “all of the emotions” but that’s okay. I felt this poem brew in me this morning from our Dad for us. We are loved guys, more than we will ever know.