doxology.

if ever my Lord,

i am able to express in eloquent words.

how much i know i need you,

how much i want to praise you;

how much i am grateful.

i am not as lucid anymore,

a part of me went along the way.

i am seeking you to set me free,

burn my heart aflame;

remind it again of its genesis.

my healing balm only you are.

meanwhile,

you express my deepest thoughts in beautiful poetries.

even when i couldn't,

your will is done - 

in the quiet yet wildest songs of love.

so i will sing your praise,

when my own words fall short.

i will rise and wake,

sing of your love.

till my breath runs out.

for i don't have much left in me,

but i know you have all of me.

that kind.

In a sudden rush,

I was brought back to that split second.

Of that one smile that captured my heart.

The sheer smile, the perfect timing.

All in that second.

That life changing kind of second.

The smile accompanies me,

Through the jungle,

Conquering the wilderness.

In bus rides; in walks alike,

In my dozing off; in my awakening.

That kind of faithful friend.

Seizing me like no tomorrow,

The deep gaze into my innermost.

The firm hold of a guardian.

I rest in your boldness, and in your kindness.

I feel safe.

Just my favorite kind of soul.

I sit here across from you,

Yet I yearn to get closer still.

Never unwilling, you came close right by me.

I can almost feel your skin.

The one I feel I've known all my life.

Maybe that's it,

I've known you all my life.

And it's all coming back to me!