I am surely......

In his hand;

forever.

Since my beginning

Until my end.



Created like him;

wonderfully

Designed to worship him

fearfully.



I am surely my beloveds,

and

He is mine.



Heavens King calls down;

I answer with a sigh.

[I must have more of him!

Or I will surely die!]



My LORD, who am I that you gaze upon me;

Opening the windows of Heaven like a curtain?

“You have called, my LORD…I am here.

Your own beloved Hand Maiden.”



Engulfed in heavens light;

stunned.

Beholding heavens hosts;

awestruck.



Swept away in spirit;

desiring

Taken to my LORD;

humbled.



I am surely my beloveds,

and

He is mine.



Heavens King takes my hand,

brings me to my feet.

Celestial music fills the air.

We dance; our eyes they meet.



My LORD, who am I that you gaze upon me;

Opening the windows of Heaven like a curtain?

“You have called, my LORD….I am here.

Your Own Amy Colleen.”



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