I'm back on my knees
staring up at your window
where the image of you
that I have chosen to make my visual focus
is SO clear.
Except.
It's dark outside and I can't see you.
You are gone,
and I feel that way too.
I'm searching tonight.
Somehow you are a tiny baby
dependant upon your family
for everything,
lost to me out under the stars somewhere.
Somehow you are also a king
seated on a grand throne
an entire world in your hands
standing like bodyguard
between judgement and grace.
Somehow you are also living in my mind as an intellectual understanding,
grasping at a concept so big
I can only reach for the tip of it
and pray my hands can graze it.
Somehow you are also living in my heart
filling me with your grace and life
satisfying my soul.
But tonight my window is dark,
and the interruptions are endless
and my heart cries out for someone to listen.
But no one has time
so I am trying to figure out how to find you
on my own,
when the lights go out.
It's crazy how many places you're in
and still, I'm not in them somehow.
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