A Poem

Quiet the clutter.
Quiet the noise.
Quiet the sound of the screaming void.
Stop what you're doing.
Just stop right there.
In all of your doing,
You "do" unaware.
You rush to do this.
You rush to do that.
You strive for pockets to be ever fat.
But lean I tell you.
Lean is what you are.
Leanness of Spirit and you think I'm afar.
But near I am to you.
I'm near each day.
This is how I long for you.
Will you not hear and obey?
Come sit by my side.
Join me by My Throne.
I long to be close to you.
Take Me for your own.
I take you for Mine,
If you will take Me.
My Bride, how I am so jealous for thee.
You know not the pretense.
This is not Loves Game.
I've called you as mine
and I've called you by name!
My doorway is open,
My mercy is wide.
My pastures are green if you choose to abide.
My freedom is vast.
My love is deep.
My knowledge and wisdom, may you ever keep.
I will clothe you with splendor
and My Beauty the same,
If you come through the Blood,
that is Jesus by Name.