Suzanne Vigil's Blog – October 2009 Archive (1)

Break in like a storm on my soul
Shatter my puffed up imaginations
Destroy this house of vanity
Lay to waste every impurity

Your softest breath is a cyclone
Your loving-kindness is a hurricane
I must bow down
as you rush over me
sweeping your banner over me
in a canopy of union

Come in, Great King
may your dwelling be this heart,
Flooded, and unable to contain
YOU.

by,
Suzanne Vigil
07/25/08