My Beloved’s Gaze

Oh how all encompassing are the eyes that haunt me

Fixated onto my heart illuminating parts I don’t see

My eyes shift up, down, left, right, front to back

But His stay focused never losing track

His eyes are speaking more words then He can ever say

They articulate His story in which He says I have an important part to play

They love me then, now, and the places I am going

In them I see the beautiful seeds He’s been sowing

I see the little girl reuniting with her Father

I see all the ways she fell and how He caught her

I see intention, devotion, a love that I cannot easily define

I see once and for all the truth, I am His and He is mine.