I Heard God’s voice Once

In auditory Norm

His voice came through a Muse

Expressing his Freeform

Over come with astonishment

Humanity in his diction

I could not help but say to him

“This is it?! And I’m Not a Christian.”

That didn’t seem to matter

He spoke clearly his reply

“What did you expect my Love?”

“A man up in the sky?”

Tears streamed down my cheeks

That or my face was leaking

Water from my soul

Which God said he was releasing

He told me it was Me

Who caused my own torment

That he felt each breath of pain I felt

Experienced my Laments

I asked how is it possible

To be released from such travail

God said he would remove the bars

Release me from my cell

From my own Captivity

A prison built from desire

To please the world and myself too

He would set this world on Fire

A contrived view of myself

He said was my affliction

That self defeat, and people pleasing

Had become an addiction

I now don’t hear his Voice

But his message was very clear

Be Bold through iniquities

Don’t give into fear

You may only be courageous

In the midst of dread and anxiety

God told me I was free

To live the way I pleased

He seemed very confident

I’m Living the life he’s given

In exactly the way that’s meant to be

Purposeful and Sufficient

He finally begged and pleaded

I would leave my misinterpretations behind

Let go of extremities

Stop allowing self to be defined

My life is one portrait

A show of what God is

In human fleshly form

Where God lives from within

He experiences through me

all that I endure

For the pain that I have suffered

Acceptance is the cure

The treatment lays in Living

A life passionately

Not questioning every motive

And using my heart to see