I see You in colors that do not exist In gardens and rivers and Time as it is I see You in Spirit, in thoughts we collide You lead me to moments that keep me alive
I see You in ways that I never knew how And You carry the weight of all that is now I see you in corners, in clouds, in the rain Reflecting the aura gone out of my pain
I see You aglow in the parts of myself That I have neglected or thought were unwell I see You because I know You see me too And being beside You, I know, is The Truth
in Love: “Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.” I Corinthians 13:4-7