Divine Flow
(a poem)

I can’t get there—
I can only
get out of the way.

I can’t make it happen—
I can only be still,
open my heart,
and let Divine Grace fill me,
guiding me toward my Highest Self—
the Self that dwells in God
and is God
living in and through me.

The footprints of spiritual heroes—
Jesus, St. Francis, Mother Teresa, Thomas Merton,
and countless holy seekers—
mark the path that leads to Divine Flow.

Is it real?
This Higher Self and God?

I don’t know.
It is beyond human reason.

Yet my heart trusts
it is the Power of Love
drawing me closer
with every breath
to the Source of my Being.

Grace floods my body,
like air drifting through a flute.
I enter Divine Flow.

I know without understanding—
this Spirit
touching my soul,
flowing in me,
is Real.

I long
to be consumed
by its Holy Fire—
like Moses,
drawn to the flame
that does not destroy
but transforms us
in the ecstasy
of knowing we are
One
in God’s Love.

—brian j plachta
https://blog.brianplachta.com

An Invitation…

This poem arose one morning during my quiet time—a sacred pause where I stepped aside from the noise and opened my heart to Divine Grace. From that stillness came an invitation to trust the Mystery beyond reason and to sense the Spirit flowing through and transforming us.

Like Moses drawn to the flame, may these words draw you closer to the Holy Fire that awakens and unites us in the boundless love of God. May it lead you into a deeper experience of Divine Flow.

I invite you to read the poem slowly, several times, in the spirit of lectio divina—divine reading—and notice what words, phrases, or images arise in you. Let them become a doorway into a personal encounter with the God of Love.

brian

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