Drops of Color/ …Take my Hand
Drops of Color
…Take my Hand
Oh, this night
lures me.
I am like bait on a line
cast upon the black sea before me.
I walked dangled between starlight
and the night’s sky
where a light shines brighter than the sun.
Blinded am I,
as You lunge
from the hidden depths
to snag me from the line.
I am held by You.
I am not afraid
that You will consume me.
I long to enter You
and You release me.
How do I express this love unfolding,
Beloved?
I cannot!
There are no words and, even if
I had them, WORDS cannot make sense.
Do I truly understand your intentions?
The love I seek is You.
I have known love through
endless encounters
—like the reading of the same
page over and over
until the words melt
into my Soul.
I wait for your love
that muses
in the night
like a song waiting for the melody.
There are no road
signs for this path.
No internet connections
link me to the outpouring
of your love.
You silently embrace me
and, when I believe
You are gone, ‘lost forever’—
You set my heart like the moon
painted on a black sea.
Oh, the colors you allow me
to behold in these hours.
When the sun does shine,
your luminous presence
shines within me.
I wait
again and again
as you take my hand.
A quick note…
A gentle hand has taken mine. A pilgrimage unfolds. I’m off on a new path!
I will carry you in my backpack—until my return.
May the One holding your hand ‘always’ be with You!
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