Like dew You fall upon me,
I am drenched in Your holiness,
And aglow,
Transformed by Your Light.
Your sweetness woos me,
Even as I lower my eyes,
Beholding my own wretchedness.
“Fear not,” say You,
I yield my defenses.
Your desire for me
Inspires my desire for You,
And my being drinks in Your Presence.
Lightly You settle in me,
Warming me through and through.
In time I will look like You.
©2013 Joann Nelander
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Be Holy! 
This is really beautiful. I love that word – dewfall. Don’t know why! LOL.
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I do too. We are blessed to hear it in Eucharistic Prayer ll “sending down your spirit upon them like the dewfall” The Church is giving us the image of the Holy Spirit coming and it takes me back to the words in the Book of Numbers “When the dew fell on the camp at night, the manna would fall with it.”
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That last stanza…beautiful.
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