Your Heart

You have been here all along-

I have searched for you, 

like one who searches for their shoes, 

Only to find them on their feet.

You have never left me,

I have continued to stumble and stray,

And yet you love me.

Your heart exemplifies hearts,

You had a heart first- without you,

Mine wouldn't beat.

I have tried to figure You out-

And yet the deeper I go,

The more expansive You get!

To me Your love is like;

A calm summer rain, the fat wet droplets soothing my tired burnt skin.

A long nights rest, after a weary day.

Your love smells like a warm cotton towel that has been hung out on the line-

Soft and billowy, fresh and new.

There aren't enough words to describe You.

My vocabulary is frightful.

I could study for days, weeks, months, and years

And NEVER have enough to say about you.

So in my silence I feel for You.

I pray that my heart would swell with Your praises,

That my blood would quicken 

with the anticipation of Your return,

That My spirit would intercourse with Yours.

In my silence 

I train my body to worship you,

So that when I do audibly praise You-

I might someday

Be able to express

How grateful I am,

That You had heart

enough 

to 

give 

me

mine.