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Longing
11" x 6" - $75.00
32" x 18" - $250.00
Title & Text on print;
O Lovely Lord, stretch forth your wounded hand and drip the precious, fragrant flow of passioned love all over me again. Retake my battered heart, Steal me away to secret place where deep and deep engage.
Longing is the center piece artwork created for "Songs of a Burning Heart", a book of poetry by Gary Wiens, packaged with a musical CD produced by Ruth Fazal. The following is the poem "Longing" by Gary Wiens:
A wispy, fleeting phantom,
Longing grazes the edges of my soul,
Just out of sight. A faint perfume, it hangs mid-air,
A memory, not quite complete,
Touching feelings, stirring something not quite there,
Yet real, O! so real!
O sweet Jesus, how long until once more
Your gaze arrests my heart?
You come and go, now touching,
Now keeping distance,
Unpredictable, like breath of wind.
When can I find you? Will you be captured
As you have captured me?
Sweet sadness o'ertakes me, lending voice
To the pensive song of a lovesick soul.
Less wild lovers call, sending forth their saccharine smells,
False appeals stemming not from love, but raging hate.
They promise joy tonight, cheaply, if I but take and eat.
I glance, but longing calls, and sweeter far its misty strains
Than any pledge of instant glee.
O lovely Lord, stretch forth your wounded hand
And drip the precious, fragrant flow of passioned love
All over me again. Retake my battered heart,
Steal me away to secret place where deep and deep engage.
I love you Lord! I want your presence gorging me,
Consuming me with fervent zeal to know you more.
O living flame! Beset me now with love divine,
And say to me again "Beloved! I am yours and you are mine."
But full release does not yet come.
The veil is torn, Ive entered in -
Yet still I see with eyes bedimmed as in a glass.
When shall I know as I am known? When shall the hope be realized?
How long will mortal flesh impede desire? How long?
A wispy, fleeting phantom, longing grazes the edges of my soul,
Just out of sight. A faint perfume, it hangs mid-air,
A memory, not quite complete,
Touching feelings, stirring something not quite there,
Yet near, so very near!
copyright 2001 Gary Wiens
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