By Jonathan Hunter-Kilmer
fountains of nothingness
make room for You
blow away, flow away all that I do
other annoyances, angers, distress,
pushed far away like a nail through the flesh
drained of my blood and refilled with Your grace
hanging without weight my pulse starts to race
not with the sternness of adrenalin
but as a rocket striaght up, curl and spin
whirl as emotions depart and replace
Son spots as wounds run my furor cool trace
inside and out clean the flaws I reject
splash away water You mingled protect
one long cool breeze is Your breath on my skin
inward enflame purge clear rebuild within
bubble forth soul song I speak with Your words
always expressing the You I have heard
move forward I while stay living in nest
spread Your love, Love, my life pressed to Your breast
