My Beloved

My beloved
Write that which you see
He was at THE GARDEN GATE
Waiting for me.....

“Father I see
A slender fitting gown”
Pearl gold is it’s colour
On a back seat I’m sitting down.....

.....”But where is my Master
Is my heart’s cry”
I could see His Courtyard
But I’m alone, Oh why?

The back of this garment
I am permitted to observe
Does the exquisite train adorn
‘Those who serve?

Thousands of gems
Woven into a pattern
Three quarter’s of a metre long
Made of exquisite silk satin

The dress is perfect
But where is my friend
I bow my head
And my knees I bend

Then cry with repentance
For all I’ve done wrong
My rebellion, worldly attitude
The list is long

I plead for forgiveness
For the people and for me
The cry comes from deep within
I am broken, completely

So blinded by tears - I cannot see
My beloved friend - Standing beside me

With His hand under my elbow - He helps me to my feet
Oh what compassion - What He’d achieved is COMPLETE

.....We walk together
Towards the Sanctuary
“This is where The Father dwells
I know instinctively

My Master looks happy
With me by His side
His pleasure
He does not hide

Then I become aware
Of a HOLY CREATOR
So I bow down low
Before my MAKER

Is my Master
Presenting me to His Father?
God sent Him to earth
To save us from eternal disaster

We are His prized possession
We belong to Him
VICTORY over ALL EVIL
For ALL TIME, He did win

Relationship not religion
LOVE unconditional and FREE
Then I realize that Jesus
Was waiting for this insight from me!

I hurry to THE GATE
Place this happening in His hand
“There is more", He conveyed
He didn’t dictate or demand

.....We sat together
And finished Our story
May Our Father In Heaven
Receive All The Glory.....

.....Of Our Creators power
I was acutely aware
To come near to Him
Created an awesome fear

Yes, I remain silent
For a very long time
Oh so aware
Of unspeakable things, SUBLIME

He knows my heart’s desire
“Come”, He said
My Son has prepared A FEAST
For both THE LIVING and the dead

......My Master and I
Stand in the back corner of His courts
Watching, waiting
Oh to abide by all He has taught

What are we waiting for
THE MUSIC? HIS TIME?
For ‘The Dance of the Bride’?
Heavens tune, not mine

.....We dance as ONE
In His courts of splendour
In perfect UNION
Here there is no gender

LOVE is the catalyst
For all that’s worthwhile
The essence, unconditional
Pure love has no guile

.....In the profound silence
I gave Him this note
With his own hand
In the corner, He wrote

“First Corinthians - Chapter one
Verse nine - That My Fathers will is done”

+++ Within HIS GARDEN +++
Those who walk beside His Stream
That flow from GOD’S THRONE
Know the peace from HE WHO REIGNS SUPREME

Revelation Chapter 22 Amen

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