Treasures Unburied
what happens when the sacred reaches in
Touching my wounds, He digs deep. Treasures unburied, Treasures I can’t keep.
Touching my heart, He washes me clean. Treasures unburied, Treasures unseen.
Touching my eyes, He restores my sight. Treasures unburied, Treasures of light.
Touching my feet, He inspires a dance. Treasures unburied, Treasures entrance.
Touching my hands, He gives me purpose. Treasures unburied, Treasures beneath the surface.
Touching my lips, He gives me truth. One in three, Three for you.
Near or far, We are one. United by thread, Woven and spun.

Ali, this is a modern day Psalm that you’ve written that really mines the depths of a soul on fire for the Divine in new and fresh ways. So good and powerful 🔥🙏🏽