The room is hushed.
I tiptoe in
around
the slightly
ajar door
And stand quietly…
waiting…
I see
His handsome silhouette—
A chiseled cheekbone
and the back
of a head.
He is watching
out the window.
I don’t mind waiting.
Just His presence
is overwhelming.
I am struck again
with awe
at His majesty,
Overcome
with the harmonious,
brilliant glory
of Truth
And the energizing,
sustaining power
of Life.
Heart and soul
fall to the floor—
Face down
in worship,
Hands raised
in praise.
My spirit pours forth
adulation
and adoration
in cascading flow.
But my head
merely bows
in reverence,
While my body
remains still—
Limbs limp
in calculated quiet.
Even my respiration
carefully regulates
sustained silence
So as not disturb
His contemplation.
He knows I am here.
I know He knows I am here.
When He is ready,
He will speak…
and I will scribe.
The atmosphere
is pregnant
with beating desire.
The curtains flutter
with Holy Breeze.
And finally,
He turns.
My breath
catches abruptly.
Tears are streaming
down His cheeks,
Dripping crystal paths
into His beard
And sparkling water gems
onto His robes!
His eyes
are flooded
with feeling—
love,
kindness,
deep compassion,
And overwhelming
longing.
For a moment,
eternity
stands
motionless
from the onslaught
of emotion.
I stagger,
overcome.
Mute groans of anguish
envelop my breast—
Wave after wave
of captive sobs
overtake
my trapped throat,
choking my chest.
“Oh child, come…”
His tender tone invites
and His strong arms
open wide.
I rush in
and He receives me
with expansive
embrace.
We cling tightly,
pulling in close,
Consoling our hearts
in each other’s arms.
He busies Himself
patting my head,
stroking my hair,
and murmuring
calm reassurances
for my comfort.
And though
I am awkward
with wordless response,
I perceive that
somehow
my presence
reciprocates,
And so,
I squeeze
hard and fast
with devotion,
Hoping
my tenacious hug
is enough.
Finally,
His grip softens
And He leans back,
stretching me out
to arms’ length,
His hands
holding mine.
I can sense His gaze
upon my face,
But I am too bewildered
to raise my sights.
“Look at Me,
Little One.”
The sound
of His soothing voice
fills me with strength.
And I lift my ken
to discover
His eyes
twinkling
and dancing
with joy.
His countenance
is peaceful;
And His acceptance
unequivocally
complete.
“There, there, My Child!
All is well.
You are well.”
“I did not mean
to interrupt…”
He waves away
my embarrassment.
“I am glad you are here.
I love having you here.”
He clasps my palms,
His words
caressing
my soul.
Then,
with intense intent,
He leans in
and whispers,
“I want you here.”
His gracious gesture
settles my heart,
And His gentle words
calm all fears.
But…I am still confused.
“What is it?”
The query flows speechlessly
from my spirit
to His.
He turns back
toward the open window.
Pulling me close
to His side,
His eyes
scan the horizon.
A heavy sigh
slowly raises
His shoulders,
Then lowers them again
exhaling its escape
through parted lips.
“I am lovesick.
I am lovesick
for my Bride.”
His fingers tighten.
I can feel
ancient engravings
carving fresh prints
into our pressing palms.
“I yearn for her—
her company,
affection,
companionship…
“I long for her
every minute.
I look for her
every hour.
I count the days
that we are apart.
“Tell her
I am waiting for her,
watching for her,
eagerly anticipating
the return
of her
absent
attentions.”
He pivots—
His hands
resting upon my shoulders,
His eyes
searching my face.
I remain still.
I sense
He is looking
beyond my face…
past the horizon…
into faraway hearts…
Slowly,
He turns again
toward the window.
“My Bride…
my beautiful Bride…
Come back to me!”
I stir slightly
and the reverie
is broken.
His fingertips
brush softly
across my cheek
scattering kisses.
Then…
delicately…
He cups my chin,
His eyes meeting mine.
“You will tell her,
won’t you?”
I nod,
and He smiles.
His hand coaxes
my head
to His shoulder,
And we rock softly—
connected,
entwined,
Standing
together,
Discerning
the distance,
Watching
out the window.
“Yes!”
His lips
whisper
in my ear.
“Tell her
I am lovesick.”
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