and He drew her up
in His mind like a
wild fascination
that was yet to happen.
a soul with a purpose
so big it would
shake mountains
if she chose Him. and
He saw every winding
detour, every tear filled
starry night, every beautiful
heartbreak. silently
holding her hand
amidst the tides.
He dreamed of helping
her through this
labyrinth of a life.
hand in hand,
step in step.
she would be His, and
that's all He ever wanted.
so He molded every piece
of her hurricane heart.
and carefully sewed together
her love for the torn.
and He built her up so she could
be a safe place for the wanderers.
and breathed out every
whirlwind of passion
within her.
all in hopes of her becoming
what He hoped she would.
and she was.
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
and He drew her up
in His mind like a
wild fascination
that was yet to happen.
a soul with a purpose
so big it would
shake mountains
if she chose Him. and
He saw every winding
detour, every tear filled
starry night, every beautiful
heartbreak. silently
holding her hand
amidst the tides.
He dreamed of helping
her through this
labyrinth of a life.
hand in hand,
step in step.
she would be His, and
that's all He ever wanted.
so He molded every piece
of her hurricane heart.
and carefully sewed together
her love for the torn.
and He built her up so she could
be a safe place for the wanderers.
and breathed out every
whirlwind of passion
within her.
all in hopes of her becoming
what He hoped she would.
and she was.
for the one person that helped me through, this is for you.
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