My Own Heart Is The Messiah

My own heart is the Messiah.
I am feeding it sweet Maple coffee cake
and offering it chai with a generous
amount of milk.

My own heart is the Savior.
I feel its true deep stream of
water bathing the feet of
my mind.

My own knowing is His Wisdom,
His own fountain of blessings.
My eyes are His Eyes and
My hands are His Own.

My own being is the presence of God.
I tabernacle in the Holy of Holies
while I rest inside the Peace of
His Presence.

Vicki Woodyard

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