Sometimes I fail to see your hand
in the midst of all the evil.
I know that you are perfect love.
I have experienced your perfection.
While it gives me hope
it also frustrates me
because I do not have the
capacity to love like you.
The eyes of your soul
are full of compassion
even for the darkest heart
of mankind.
You see past the years
of sin and filth to the
first beat of the newborn heart.
In an instant, you change us.
Receiving you into our hearts
a love so pure, it washes us clean
your blood now coursing through our veins.
A reborn heart.
A chance to begin again,
this time, I hear you
I see you, I feel you
here....with me.
You are the stars
in my darkness
You are the hand
ever reaching
The arms always
folding, gently, securely
holding me close.
Your breath is in the oceans
It sways the tallest trees
Your are the rhythm
set in motion
of every living thing.
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