And so she went on a journey,
a long journey far away from Him
And He went His way,
leaving her to do what she willed
Knowing it was not over.
And she lived and she loved
though she did not really know how to do either.
She wandered and sang
and pretended to search
and she drank to cover
the wounds and the emptiness
And she sent a part of her to sleep,
to a dull drugged sleep.
But today she awoke.
Soon she will stretch
and lift her feet
and go in search of Him
And He will be there.
Out of the shadows that she created,
He may step forth
And she will see
that He is here,
That He has always been here.
And like a bride
she will lower her eyes and smile
and feel a flutter within
her heart
And accept Him
and ask Him to accept her.
from my diary .. but I think i should end it with he has always been here. the bride bit is corny.
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