Eyes as light as the green leaves tinged by sunlight--
Hair as gentle as the vines that twine along the garden wall--
Though you are older than me,
Your laugh is as young as a little boy's
When I lived in that city made of dreams
I never dreamed I'd meet someone like you
And, while you are so unexpected,
so new and unanticipated,
Why do you now remind me of that place
Which I know like the back of my hand?
Why is it that, as I struggle to find the words to describe you
and how you represent many a thing that's new
in this life of mine,
Why is it that I go back to that place I've left?
Why do I describe you in terms of the memories
My heart aches so bad to return to?
You and I have talked about this --
wishing to go back to those times well-cherished...
I know I haven't fully healed yet.
And I know you haven't, too.
For someone who's been through a war
Battered and worn by grief,
Why does your heart still seem tender and soft?
Why do you care so much for others
When so much has been taken away from you?
God only knows.
God only knows why I met you.
God only knows when I'll tell you about
What makes my heart whole
And what keeps me at peace,
Even if I can't explain everything that's happened to me
Even when it hurts and I feel like no one else understands me
Because it's Peace that will mend your heart
--Nothing missing; nothing broken--
You were made to be beautiful for a reason.
Because the Creator, the Artist who made you makes
Everything beautiful in His time,
Everything beautiful in its season.
And though the world sends you its lies,
Know that you are His work of art.
His purpose for you is to have hope and a future,
For He has set eternity in your heart.
There can be a day
When all your tears will be wiped away
By the hands that made you,
By the hands that saved you.
Though much has been taken away from you,
I believe there will come a day, my brother,
When you will meet that King, that good and perfect Father who will show you your true worth.
You are worthy not because of anything you do.
You are worthy because of what He did for you.
You are worthy because of His love for you.
And if you let Him, He will heal you.
He will heal all your wounds with gold.
Glinting in the sunlight--
In thinking up a title for this poem, I finally know what the band name Nemra means 😂