Oh, One who made me, and is making still,
by means of my involvement and each choice
I make down here on Earth (and always will),
the One who will not press on us, with voice
or view, or any overwhelming sense
(who has been made "invisible", "unseen")
unless we choose to use our glasses, whence
they also must be kept unscratched & clean.
I trust my self, & making, now to you.
So even with the methods that you choose,
to make each child (as in this womb you do),
I'll trust by partnering with you, to lose
my will to see all my desires fulfilled,
and treat you as my senior partner who
has expertise and knowledge, whom I will
defer to gladly, let you coach me to
become what you dreamed first for me to be.
You gave de-si-res to me to help out,
to carry impetus, when none can see
connections to creative love, and doubt.
I'll give up my agendas that come on,
and treat them as a word that must be weighed,
while my allegiance is to who's the son
of God, the truly human one who paid
the price of love's commitment to ensure
that ev'ry WORD of God will hit its mark
& then conceive a child, what's even more,
will then implant in God's womb, in the dark…
and then will one day "come out" through that door!
Quite stark!
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