Stir In My Nooks And Crannies Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Stirr in my nooks and crannies


O eternal flame of love,
how I wait that you kindle in me
your fire of love?

Would you blaze down
my selfish seeking
to soothingly wound me again
till you reach the roots of my soul.

Touch me in my depths
in your ostentatious profundity.

Destroy the superficial display of affluence to lead me
to the freedom
of selflessness.

Stir in my nooks and crannies
and help me lie awake
in your loving presence.