E S C A P E S. . .
A writing of The Spirit and the Bride
There in the chambers of the bride came the urging to visit the Skelligs a home far in the midst of the seas. It was a among the island of the monastery of rocks. She arose very early to pack clothing for the charities, but not quite satisfied she didn't do it sooner. As she lay out the garments memories voyaged to her. Her Lord and Savior, her lover would meet her on the island of the rocks. For she would also venture to the Rock Church in but a few days. For now, she went steadfast into the spirit arriving with sounds of the Skellig. It was a perfect day of the morning visit. She paused in a timeless look viewing out at the waters. "This is a palace of surrounding waters.." she said. Although it was silent speech her Lover heard her clearly. Emmanuel's song took her to the day of birth and how so presently perfect it was to a home visit.
Love moved the waters...love caused a light...and in love she confessed to the Lover. "Darling, said she.. O' how I love Thee..." He watched her beautifully. Yes, He did watch her for beauty; and made the faces of her in the waters. He wrote a message to her in the spiritual languages and it was full of promises and vows to a forever life and the Unity of their Spirits. She marveled at the grace of His faces in the seas as well. She and He took to swim around the shores of the islands. They made masterpieces and he blew slightly to dry her wedding dress. The day was early and He drove away the cold winter on the first day of Winter's Soltice. Later, during the warmth of day she would bathe Him.
--MIISRAEL
"With long life will I satisfy him,
and show him salvation."
Psalm: 91:16 KJV
YOU HAVE A JOURNEY HOME...
IN
THE BOOK OF E S C A P E S..
A writing of The Spirit and the Bride
WINNIESPOETRY BOOK OF ESCAPES
SKELLIG
[A steep rocky island or monastery in the middle of the sea.
Meaning stones in Gaelic]
"Come into Escapes...with me."
I follow thee O' my dreams
where I visioned the
stones,
the huts
of the living.
The island of the mountain bride.
Tis where I dwelled
and where I lived
for
my
spirit
made
haste
to
this home.
Amazement!
Shouted out the pad in my hand as
I had drawn the picture of such
a far off land!
Where lovers of God met
and slept and were kept. ...
but...no longer wept.
No more of a present electric world...
Did die...they did cry.
My joy was inter- galactic twirl!..
For within the turning was the escapes into
the stones,
for my
spirit
made
haste
to
this
home.
Made haste to the stones.
.....made haste..
made haste...
to
this
home.
In the city of the bride
made of stones.
--MIISRAEL
Note: Skellig is inspired by the city known as the bride
Revelation: 21:19 & Revelation: 22: 2]
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Posted By: MIISRAEL Bride
Tuesday, December 22nd 2015 at 7:31AM
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