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.