A realization personified
The moment I knew......
The Cross
So cautiously - looking to the dark horizon, waiting for The Cross to appear
Eyes burning bright anticipating the challenge
not knowing that its come and standing here
too blind to notice proximity
The cross advancing drawing near
Without a word a welcome here and to the heart it is endeared
When will the cross choose to declare
that it's been borne and dragged this far?
Pressing so deep yet leaves no scar
Take it, hold it, caress it, mould it
Keep it, teach it, love enfold it
So longing now for the promise of deep passion when the challenge is revealed
And when the glow forming on the dark horizon
brings notice that the fate's already sealed
The gift is given so freely
Without knowing, taken received
Then with a smile it sits before me valuing all that it has achieved
Now the question is how precious is possession
compared to attraction of The Cross?
And so it waits for the ultimate decision knowing how the union creates loss
The Cross now used as a worthy crutch
The weight bearer of so much
Within the anguish the vision pure is wrapped and safe forever more.