Let Us Run and Psalm Ninety One

Let Us Run and Psalm Ninety One

Master and Lord!

It’s time to run again,

I need you to help me run

Help me find my place

Under the Sun,

Eons ago you helped

Me cross the world Chasm

In one stride!

First, you helped me retrieve

The Stone that was in it.

The Chasm is behind me,

The race is not – I’m still in it,

Once again, seeing you beside

Me, ready to show me how

To sprint again,

I’m never afraid. I can run

In the Spirit and actualize

It on my Earth-Mother.

Help me to find my place under

The Sun that you have sanctioned,

Hallowed for Me. When I run,

I will find it because you are the

Guide and the Spirit in my

Holy feet! Let’s run on.

My dad used to say to

You when he needed help in his

Tedious race: “Okay Jesus, let’s ....”

Now, Lord, let us run, and

Let us find my place that you

Have already covered with your

Feathers, and under those Wings I

Will trust as my safe house,

My refuge – When we find it.

Lord, let us run! Amen. OM

Created by Mary Handy Moore

(Under Psalm 91)

October 11, 2014

Bowing the head of my heart

Bowing the head of my heart

I bow the head of my heart

While I consult my Muse.

I humbly receive any Wisdom

Bestowed upon me to use.

As Angels come down here,

Their presence fills me with sheer

Awe and a most Godly fear.

Angels always have a listening ear.

I tread softly as the celestial Muse

Makes peace be still in the ocean of my soul,
with more Wisdom words than I can ever use.

When I need to steal away to pray,

Those wisdom words are always at play.

Cycling, recycling, and recycling again,

Like a regurgitating machine deep within.

I bow the head of my heart

While I consult my Muse.

I humbly receive any Wisdom

Bestowed upon me to use.

As I allow the Spirit to overtake my pen,

I bow the head of my heart time and again.

(MHMoore 1-7-14)