August 5, 2010

1 John 4:7

all of it is joy
still tinged with aching tears
and I cry for beauty

I let go
told him I could not bear this alone
and he lifted me into love

I've found a waiting peace
seeing you as you are: how you have your being
we are blessed to be his.

1 comments:

Kris said...

this... is wonderful. it puts into words so much of what i have been feeling lately. thank you, love.