Freedom in You wraps around me,
One decision of love at a time,
To Your Cross.
As the wraps of freedom
Bind me more thoroughly,
Arms, legs, body, head, heart,
My soul leaps free
Of this cumbersome body;
My heart inflames,
Consuming this body,
Now tied down in freedom,
Completely bound to Your Cross.
Your Cross gives shape to my life,
Like a splint to a broken limb.
And as my broken life is wrapped
More tightly to Your Cross,
So it is strong, only in You;
So does it heal, only in You.
So does Your Fire of Love consume me
On the lyre of Your Cross,
In the Furnace of Your Sacred Heart.
Ashes I am, without You,
And as the freedom You give
Gives me back to You,
As I am made new in You,
My limbs take on Your flesh,
My heart is taken by Yours,
And my soul dances in the freedom
To feel Your pain of our neglect,
Yet to know Your Heart of Love.
My heart like a pin cushion
Is pierced with Your abuses
And feels near death with Your Sorrow.
Yet within, a Flame consumes,
And as each pain pierces,
A Love is released, so profound,
This heart and soul drowns,
Lost in Your Love,
Submerged, bound to Your Cross,
Breathing in a deeper Life
Death in You
Takes away all that was before
And my life is Your Life,
My breath is Your breath,
My heart is bound to Yours;
As You complete Your take over,
Day by day,
I cannot live outside of You anymore.
I do not work unless in You.
Peering outside of You,
I see only death, dried bones, graveyards.
I turn to You.
Surrounded by Your loving Heart,
My heart, like a butterfly from a cocoon,
Is set free, fluttering in Your graces,
Inebriated by the sweetness of Your Love.
In the Garden of Your Graces,
My heart is nourished by Your Love
And given the strength
To bind more closely to Your Cross again