Sentences of Love

Finding myself here,
again, in this place
of footsteps past, my God.

Who am I to say what
happens here in Your
place of love, O Lord?

Standing and waiting, it
is patience that
makes us Divine.

A Son of God waits… to
be spoken to in
sentences of love.

Quietly waiting, until
the Glory of the Lord
descends in this place.

How could I tell You
I love You, O Lord?
when every crevice
asks me to deny You?

Strong in my love, I
wait to embrace You
here in this place.

Can it truly be You
that captures me unawares
in the quiet of my soul?

Waiting to hold You…
tell You… of the
love that waits for You here.