My eyes are wide-open peering into this deep abyss of your love. Extending above the horizon is your tower that is unmoving. Nothing can wear it down. I cling to its firm foundation.
The lies of your enemy can not tear me down when I am soaked in your truth. The corrosion of the worlds changing tides beat down on me and I let go- pulled farther by each current. I am left vulnerable and insecure.
But still you stand. I know where to go. I cry for rescue- apart from you. Nothing to grab ahold of but the sharp ragged edges. Crashing against the rocks I wince in agony.
The lighthouse pulses but I am afraid. If I get too close will I be exposed.
Echoes of my cries reverberate into the distance- lost and gone- but I know you hear them.
Notes of sweet joy wash over my ears. I can hear you calling me to safety and warmth. NO! I stumble away- the dark caves swallow me.
You cannot- mustn't see me like this. Ignorant grief drips down my face darkening the surface of stones below.
Min, hours, seconds pass; Broken, Bruised and Ashamed I cannot deny you any longer.
I climb out of the opening- pursueing the light. You are closer than I thought. Stepping into the cold rushing depths I swim desperately toward you.
My wounds sting- salt pierces every open cut- cleansing me wholly.
My gaze fixes upon your illuminated smile.
I lose focus- sinking slowly my vision blurs. Panic overtakes me, Hope seems lost, but then I feel your arms wrap around me pulling us toward the surface.
Feet touching bottom, I gasp for air. You pull me out and kiss my forehead. Wrap a blanket around my shoulders- you knew I would come back to you. No words need to be said. Your eyes speak of a love greater than all my iniquities.
My inflictions are healed by your touch. I am aware of the scratches that used to marr my body- they no longer exist.
Peace floods my spirit. Joy cannot be contained. I take your hand. My rescuer, lead me towards the lighthouse, lead me home.
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