Into The Son

She stole my heart and walked away,Into the mist, into the spray,

Turbulent shores and ocean waves.

My body cold as the grave.
And I saw that light,

The one that wakes your soul at night.

Big, bright, white.

The hope that gives flight.

Lifts up the lost and gives them sight.
I saw her walking late at night,

Down the street, away from me.

With eyes that said playfully,

“Why don’t you come after me?”
Time stood still,

What a thrill.

Challenging my inner will.
Heels clicked down the street,

Heartbeat in my feet,

Warm cheeks, no longer cold.

Wild at heart, forever bold.
Staring down the lion of lies,

That I’m worth less than those eyes.
So I shout, “Here I come!”

Pick up my feet, and I run.

Chasing after her, toward the Son.

  

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