Hearth Keeper Heart Keeper Lady of the Quiet Morning Hours So quickly I slip From sleeping into striving Till Your gentle arriving Reminds me as I lay Wilted and wired That nothing, nothing Nothing is required To enter Your House of Belonging No formula, no prayer No encrypted passcode No solemn spoken vow Your Hearth is Always Here Your Heart is Always Now Your Door, Your Arms Ever Open and Warm No shutting out No cold shoulder You speak Mercy Comfort and Grace Christlit Beauty Your Kindly Face Your Healing Hands Hold me safe and loved And carefully sift the sands of my sorrow So perhaps I may wake A bit lighter tomorrow.
Such a beautiful gift to receive this morning. Thank you my precious Sister 💖🙏✨🌹