Friday, June 15, 2012

Ditto

Saying I love you seems easy enough
But what does it really mean? 
Does it take on the life of the Beloved
Or is it merely a dream
Of what I might think I want to have,
Of someone I'd like to see?
'Cause when I am with that someone I love
The person I see best is me.

In his eyes a beauty exists
of a woman I barely know
In his eyes I find a comfort
that only love can show
In his eyes I see a love for me
and that love by its perfect design
takes this broken old body
and transforms it into something divine.

Saying I love you is always a risk
It wounds as it heals the soul
It tells us, yes, we are beautiful
Yet reminds us of how far still to go
Before that love is perfected
In the Light of Perfect Love's face
He takes what we've given each other
And places upon it His grace

Dare to say I love you
Dare to open your heart
Dare to take on the wounds
Dare to play His part
True love is not in a movie
Is not in a book of rhyme
True love is saying daily
Make me, Lord, one of thine. 

I thank you, sweet man, for teaching me
How to risk my heart again
I thank you for loving me unconditionally
I thank you for being my friend
I thank you for showing me this truth
That light can still shine in this heart
I thank you for giving me hope
....

I love you, too.

Cindy
June 15, 2012