But he was ever in mind, the phantom of her life
The invisible recipient of her secret thoughts
She, little knowing when his presence would materialize
Takes up the pen again after years of silent wanderings
In which truth and righteousness were her sole pursuit
The beauty of love without sight is worth pursuing
Knowing that hope takes flight and sings
When we believe what we have been told
By the Maker of the universe, who has a tapestry to weave
In the details of our lives, not for our own gain
But for the glory of His name in all the earth
Subtle prayers prayed by her parents, who with small faith
And a timid approach to the throne of grace
Pleaded for him on her behalf, when her years were few
And she had no idea what lay in store
How through a journey of laying down her dreams
He would lay the groundwork for their fulfillment beyond
Remembering her youth, the years of adolescence
In which the most beautiful dreams were born
And through the delicate refinement of time and experience
Her spirit was humbled and made grateful for all seasons
An understanding dawns upon her that each new chapter
Promises new hurdles and joys, the anticipation ever increasing
As visions and dreams descend, she holds loosely to the future
Knowing that nothing is certain but the One who is the same
Yesterday, today, and forever - the Father of time and space
Who has spun her around the dance floor one more time
And set her down to write a letter that is yet unread
Knowing that the real loss would be for it to go unwritten
Love. knows. no. bounds.
This is beautiful, Ash. Absolutely beautiful. :)
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