She has always been different
There was just something about her
That I cannot explain
The world and all its glimmer
could not entice her
She yearned for deeper things
Locked in heaven
Pursued by few
She was made for unknown places
She dwelled in heavenly realms where He was found
She had an unquenchable thirst for more of Him
She knew she had to go deep to discover it all
Go where only few dare to go
You could say her head was in the clouds
Because that was her favourite position
To meet with Him in the secret place
She was a worshiper
She went all in, distracted by no one
She had to be one with her King
She was not distracted by the voices that said “She’s to deep”
No, she crossed every border to be with her King
The depth of His presence where they would be One
She was totally ruined and overcome by Him
There was a place in Him, reserved for only her
A place few have been
Past the veil where love sick lovers are born
Where we die to self
Bit are alive in Him
She made His heart her dwelling place
His embrace her safe place
She was possessed by Him
Totally in awe of her King
No price she had to pay, would keep her from pursuing Him
She gave up everything keeping them apart
For He became her greatest need
There was a bond between them few had experienced
It was birthed through their meetings behind the veil
Secrets were shared
She was enslaved by her King
Drenched in His oil
Nothing of her past could cling to her
She had an unquenchable thirst for more of Him
She burned with His love
She was controlled by Him
They would call her “too religious”
But she didn’t care
Religion could never bring her to this place
Being overtaken and overthrown by her King
She was so in love with her Beloved
She desired His presence with her whole being
Every moment with Him left her breathless
Hungry to discover a different facet of His heart for her
She dared to go where few have been
The secret place was now her home
~ Ebigale Wilson
