conception

Think of the things

You want Me to do.

Think, and then transform

Your thinking into

What I have shown

You of Me,

What your limits are,

What I see

In you.

Think and then

Expand your thinking

To

Forget your thoughts

And on him who

Has no limits

Dwell.

 

I have put

Desire

In you

To perform my will-

The good thing

You

We’re born to do,

The thing outside

Of Me

You will never find,

No, nor even conceive,

It is so far

Beyond you,

Your ability,

You wants,

Your native hue

That were I to

Lay it plain

Before you

In your fallen

State,

The sight

Would so harm

You in fear

And fright

Of expectation

From Me,

Yourself doomed

To fail

Repeatedly.

Oh, how I

Wish that thought

You could keep,

Without the fear,

Without the dread,

Without running

From Me

Whom you

Would deem

Insufferably

Out of touch

With reality.

 

It takes time

To know Me

And how I do

Exceedingly,

Abundant above.