Take me down to the River Ahava where Love flows
From the Fount of Grace and the sacred wind blows
And let me wash all filth away so that my body glows
And my true spirit shows forth in refreshing purity
As all insecurity is bathed away in brightest of days
And new ways of thought meander through my mind
That the clear waters unbind to find fresh serenity
In plenty in the cleansing rushing of the River Ahava
And I will drink my fill of love as the Dove flies above
And I will never be the same as my shame slips away
. . .
Ah yes, take me to the River Ahava where Love flows
From the Fount of Grace and the sacred wind blows
Note: In Hebrew the word (or name) ‘Ahava’ means ‘love,’ although it was also apparently the name of both a city and river in ancient Babylon to which the prophet Ezra gathered many people, including the Levites, for three days of prayer and fasting before venturing back to Jerusalem. (You can read about this in the eighth chapter of the Book of Ezra.)
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Beautiful!
Thank you . . . This one was actually inspired by one of my nephews, who has started a group called ‘Ahava,’ centered upon the theme of divine love.
You’re welcome. Really that’s awesome. I love that.
And I will drink my fill of love as the Dove flies above,
And I will never be the same as my shame slips away.
That is the best conclusion to such a beautiful poem as far as I can imagine. Brilliant.
Thank you so very much, Shourya! Blessings to you!
This is beautiful and inspiring, Jonathan! We were in the same flow today!
Have a wonderful day!
Yes, I thought the same after reading your poem … in the sacred flow! Blessings to you, Tanya! 🙂
It is a wonderful flow!😊
Indeed it is!!!
Let me float effortlessly with no struggle on the River Ahava,
let it carry me all the way through where it wants me to go.
Miriam
Amen! And me as well . . . and, hopefully, all of us! Thank you!
You’re welcome! Love your reminder!