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Annestta Samuels

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Gently trod the feet of love
Into the garden of your soul
Lay down arms and welcome him
I see how fear has hedged you in
Intercepting the flow of love from branch to vine
Birds flying overhead
Swoop down upon your abundance
And peck - peck at grains of mustard seed
Until growth,
Too sparse to break up fallow ground
now only comes in seasons
But look and see oh son
The soles of my feet sink deeper still
Forming grace impressions as I walk in you
Watering you with truth
This garden 
You 
Are good and perfect.

Do you now hear my footsteps?
Dripping in love at the hardness you
created?
I created a soft pliable heart
But this, has tares of distrust all around
Then bloom no longer
If you're pleased to coexist with fear
And search no further to prove your seed is corrupt
Because your deepest darkest fear is not me
It's what I've created you to be

But what if you were actually perfect
What if you indeed were holy as I?
Is it strange for every creature
Including me
To produce its kind?
Or is it good for God to be alone but never man?

My son
It was the sum of my unexpressed kindness
That counseled my lips to bring the sun to light
I've been giving new mercies since
earth's first morning
But nothing could compare to having
These vessels of mercy
With me forever
It was my good pleasure
To suffer the loss of some that I would find
What was truly mine
And your mind
Will one day know as you are known
But until then
Will you trust the truth 
That bombards your soul
That inner 'could it be?'
Who steals your sleep and narrates your dreams?
Lay down arms of fear and doubt
Confess, that being invisible doesn't make me 
Any less real
If I should begin to tell you
How deeply I thought about
Every moment of our lives together
Before I laid the first finger on Adam
Time itself could not contain my stories
Of how you dwell with me in light
Of how you truly know me
And I am your delight
As you are mine
So look no more for a root of sin
Where there is none to be found
For I declare my presence here
And where I am is holy ground

Gently trod the feet of love
I am Abba
And I know very well
How to father you

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