Poem - Intimate Frequency

By Trish Whelan

From a distance I have called you mine
Your name echoes on the seas
Think about My lost and My lonely
As My breath in them is crying to breathe

From the ground of your ancestry
I chose your very form to be
Think about your freedom, given!
From the love of a man, of carpentry

The heart of the matter is
The truth of the letters
Inscribed upon your life
So find Me in the very ones you love
On the hearts of those I give
Your sounds
Your notes
Your keys
Pure treasures of mine
Do not be afraid
For the gold that thunders in such veins is deep
You must go
Enter in
Their very breath is the essence that keeps your beat

If we are one in this Body of Christ
And my commandments stand eternal
Friends are your family
Shepherds die for sheep
These are the bonds of an impenetrable fire

An intimate frequency exists in us all
To find it in others is our ultimate call
Timeless, ageless, the sound of RUAH (’God’s  breath’, in hebrew)
The breath of life
The depth of love
The width of existance
The sound of Yeshua

Find God in those He gives you
Find me in their hands that hold you
These are the sounds of higher love
Rock your soul in the arms of those who roll towards My covenant
Love is My intimate frequency