Lash to Lash

Once again you call to me
You long to bring me home
You hunger for me in Your house
To have my heart be known.

You Holy Three indwell in me
When I, for You, make room,
But often I do clutter, crowd
And harbor things undue.

But still in quiet moments,
I feel this silent pull.
Internal ear, attuned to hear
The Bell of love that tolls.

It tolls for me, it tolls for thee
It beckons to be heard!
The love that tore the curtain
Does for you and I disturb

The stupor of our sleepy minds
That miss that grapevine call.
The whisper to be seen once more
Lash to Lash, enthralled.