You know the cries of my heart.
You have memorized the trail of
You held the essence
The evidence of my pain.
You carefully weighed my tears in
As jewels reflecting
The doorway of the soul and its desires
Where the Lion of Judah stands.
Guarding and Protecting.
You gather and infuse each one
With a promise of
Your unending Love.
All of my masks have fallen.
Every stronghold has come undone.
Your presence is extravagant.
Your glory and favor is my gown
As my heart stands naked before Your
I stand surrendered as Your bride.
Psalm 56:8 “You keep track of all my sorrows.[a]
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.”
Original poem I wrote. 🕊©Cassandra Salamone. 2020.