“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”
James 1:17
Your eyes, they speak of stars,
Sunshine, glistening the sea.
A shimmering, ephemeral rain,
Sometimes, fragile,
But forever free.
A shy dawn hushed the river of my heart,
Then paused the current, hesitant at start.
Reflected light, the waves remembering now,
Revealing your subtle ways, and how.
A source of peace, a calming, gentle hand,
Yet deep within, excitement burst in the land.
Magical being, essence born of grace,
In purest form, found in your face.
Oh, my love, what a sight to behold,
Wrapped in warmth and laughter
A story waiting to unfold
A crown, a queen, a voice to be reckoned
A conqueror, an angel
My God-given blessing.
Your steps have been ordered with love and grace,
covered by the Almighty Ancient of Days.
the one who holds heaven and earth in place,
My beloved, my home.
Through the shadows, I will sing
Songs of comfort, and joyfulness
Until the morning light gleams.
But don't be alarmed when life takes flight,
the source is the vine;
embrace the Father of lights,
silence the noise and quiet your mind,
looking, and you'll find
A tide inside, so yearning to be released,
a beauty of majesty and borne,
the world now waits, for you Aubrey.
