It was a routine Sunday morning
Sleepy-eyed, tired hearts
Meeting once again
I was there, paralyzed
By fear and my own weakness
Fighting the demons of my own creation
Until I surrendered myself to Love
Who always makes a way
And you were there
with watchful eyes; cautious as a dove
And before my eyes, you gave yourself up to Dance—
the smallest miracle; the wish of a searching heart
I witnessed you singing with the angels
A testimony to Love
Almost bringing me to tears
At the front of a crowded room
You may not ever know how much it meant to me
To see that one small step from you
But this is my eternal wish
For you
It only took a single moment
To remind me, all over again
that Love is here; alive
and
Love
is
Now
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