Happy tears in perfect love.
A fire of warmth, arms wrapped round tight.
Abundant joy.
Voices shouted triumph on that day.
Higher than we could hear,
But OH! How they were rejoicing.
When this soul allowed itself,
Falling into open arms,
A party was had on high.
It's never easy;
Falling back,
but the freedom that it brings,
Never fails;
**Setting captives free.
To completely surrender,
Definitely harder than it seems.
There are so many distractions,
From that high pinnacle;
The view, the cost.
But living in the glory,
Is worth more than the world could ever imagine itself to be.