Beloved

 

When I see her and sense our love

I know it is divine.

Our love is divine.

It is of God, and its nature is of God.

 

When I touch her, I am not merely touching her–

That is the tragedy of lust–

 

No, when I touch her…I experience God.

To be one with her is to know the heart of God.

 

This is the blessing, it is two fold:

That I would know the beauty of the work of His hands in my hands

and know her creator.

 

This is my privilege:  to know God through her.

 

She is embellished with the heart of her creator.

As I know her, as I experience the gift of that love,

It’s as if I have my ear held close to the beating chest of my creator.