*call, calling:  to demand or request one's presence  to name  to appoint to a specific duty  to invite response
...who prophesied of the grace that would come to you...things which angels desire to look into... St. Peter 1:10-12
When The Call Is All Wrong
Sometimes, whispers the Holy Spirit
He Calls two Souls...to one Song;
Alas! they cannot sing together,
For now, the words are all wrong...
In Spirit, they already know they are one
Yea, LORD...as they were created to be;
TheirTruth is, that physical separation,
Cannot divide them, in reality.
Flowering strands of Chopin
Fall, into just one's ears;
Like sentimental raindrops,
To accompany that one's tears...
Then, that one's own spirit flees
To the highest available cloud
Praying with all of its ability
That its spirit-Call is loud...
Enough...also strong enough,
To be silently heard...
Beyond the shrills of laughter,
Beyond the spoken words...
Now, that one ... agonizes:
Will the other get the chance,
To meet me here, upon this cloud,
To take my hand and dance?
Ludwig is at his piano
With Sonata Fourteen;
His music, disturbingly haunting
The other one's dream...
When quite suddenly, that one's spirit
Has perceived the other one's Call;
Immediately, out of the body -
And over, the Physical Wall...
The clouds are the dust
From Jehovah's Feet...
His Tracks, everywhere,
The two spirits meet..
Aaah, Sanctity, my darling
Aaah, Purity, my dove
We were called to sing as one
The Song of Highest Love...
The beauty of His Holiness
Has brought us here, in tune
So let us now join hands to dance,
And sweep across the moon...
Fur Elise...,these Souls are seen softly gliding
Along, as one, in His Grace
The Knight is boldly reflecting his Armor
Seen shining... upon her face.
This cannot go on forever...one thinks
'Though, most assuredly, I tell you, it shall;
For every mortal being, is likewise seeking
To penetrate... the immortal veil.
Truth is so much greater
Than a human eye can hold
Treasure, so much grander
Than mere diamonds, or gold...
I cannot bear to let you go, the other sighs
Not until, we have sung that song!
That was meant to be ours, but we gave it all away
Back, when the Call... was all wrong.
Instantly, the other sat up, awake!
Then, wept painfully, with face in his hands;
A New Understanding had come in the night
Another... revelation of Man.
The very next night, the dream re-occurred
Again, the other one was waiting;
Having prayed The LORD,'open that one's eyes
His heart-scarred-pain is not abating'...
Only this time, when that one s spirit arrived
The other had been given more Grace;
It was given to her, that she might reveal to him
What was really taking place...
There is a well-known human frailty
Which is being called... falling, in love;
Indeed, falling...in-to... a lesser level
Than what our Creator speaks of...
The highest form of Genuine Love
Comes from the chastened hearts
Of men and women everywhere
Who have made The CHRIST a part...
Of everything they say and do
Of every fiber of their being;
His Love... has now become their hearts-
And that...brings Ultimate Freedom.
Until He returns for the rest of us
Every man, woman and child
~ All those who belong to Him ~
Will keep finding their spirit in the clouds...
Calling...that one...to the other
'Come, fly up here, on high with me -
To escape the sullied world
Now sing with me, in harmony
Of the True Love - stringed and pearled.'
Harp-strains...Pavane Pour Une Infante Defunt
Bringing both spirits before the Face of God;
Now...and only now, have they seen True Love...
And at long last, they can...complete their...LoveSong.
The next time you are given the gift of a dream,
Look up...look up...look up! and see...
The other one is already there, waiting
For your hand-in-dance...to set you free.
c. 2006 Rhonda S. Galizia, Scribe Unto the LORD
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