Monday, October 19, 2009

waiting.

I'm listening for her
In the wind through the trees
In the calm and the dark
With the stars and my heart.
Her eyes like the sunset
Full of beauty and flames,
Pour out oceans of fire
From my hands to my dreams.
Overwhelmed by her grace
And her unfailing hope,
I see a life that runs deeper than
The roots of the soul,
Making home in the hearts
In the midst of the seas
That could never be lost
While she stays here with me.

No comments:

Post a Comment