I can taste this mystery,
sensing this excitement,
imagining if this can be.
Shall it turn out only an illusion to be shattered?
A fairytale given over to falsehood?
Betrayal?
Will you be my prince charming,
or reveal yourself a wolf in disguise?
I count the petals fall from roses,
a timeless trick, surpassing this enchantment.
I close my eyes to sleep a thousand years,
only to drift my mind to you.
These thoughts secure here in my dwelling,
these moments fade to memories.
This heart is sealed
with a hope my soul cannot fathom.
Till I may sleep soundly by your side,
this is my lullaby,
an echo through eternity,
for true loves kiss,
an answer to my prayers,
to long for more than a fairytale,
for love that is not bitter,
for romance that cannot die.

My life is small and fragile, merely a droplet of time in the ocean of existence, and sometimes I feel lost, sometimes I feel small and so insignificant, sometimes I feel I may drown here. Then I remember that this ocean is but a raindrop in His hand, secure and still, timeless...

My being here was not an afterthought, an accident or some twist of fate of this I am certain.
My life, my future, my everything is in Him...this assurance sings me to sleep.

A thousand words erupt from my core, racing around my mind, pouring out ink on paper. Notes lay crumpled and torn on the floor, these pages and books scrawled with echos. Dancing in memories, drifting through dreams, my lucid lullaby. I'm caught up in this, feeling that faith is raw, that it will never be easy. Trusting love to lead me fearless into eternity, this is not serendipity, this splinters convention, this is when I pray for my ways to disintegrate, for His to transpire, for grace to crack my conceptions, to shatter my illusions, to break every barrier and fill me with such love that it pours out of me in every action, in every handshake, in every smile and every tear.

I will trust in you,
I will fail,
I will live for you and I shall fail,
for the rest of my life I will search for a way not to fail you,
in this I will fail,
but you will go on loving me,
for you always love me,
without fail.

I cannot even begin to explain myself, my existence, my thoughts, my feelings...there will never be enough words to convey this love that I feel within life. I love, therefore I am. My words may be meaningless, they would never withstand a test of time, a test of fire, they are not divine, they are not humble, but surely they are my words.

Judgments are made with closed eyes, I haven't had long enough to know myself, I have no idea where to begin with thoughts of me, my life, my truth, my aspirations, if I really knew myself I might be afraid. I feel that maybe I should fear, none of us know our potential, surely we only fall in the shadows between our actions and our recollections of whom we have been and ideals of who we'd like to become, if I look only at me then I may never arrive at the correct destination, I'm staring into mirrors, trying to catch a glimpse of God in me.

I saw Him in you, shining and I had to know the man that showed His eyes. The weaknesses in me were tearing at your skin and I tried to make you tumble and fall, til you didn't resemble Him. Stronger than I imagined, in time your hand reached for mine and I knew, for I felt it, what love could be, that someone could stop my mind from reeling, stop my feet from falling and just love me, constantly and achingly, run after me and never tire.

...they are not divine, they are not humble, but surely they are my words.