In my mind I see,
His eyes
Golden eyes.
And I hear a word,
Worthy.
In my mind I see,
His smile
Perfect smile.
And I hear that word,
Worthy.
I hear it in the whispers.
In each syllable of worship.
I hear it in the darkness.
In each tear as they
fall
still fall.
But it's there.
His voice.
Ever calling.
Worthy, he says.
You are worthy,
My child.
Worthy.