Some name fate
The decider of love.
Others believe happenstance
Claims the blame. 
Perhaps it's a choice; 
Our responsibility to make. 

Whatever it be, did not stop 
My eyes from drifting. 
Turning every which way
In search of my love, my light. 
In the desperate pursuit
Of him. 

Naivety led me to paths unlit. 
My love given to beings of night,
Impersonators of angels of light.
My heart ripped out 
By soot-stained hands.
Impurity and trauma
The only reward.

Yet, bleeding hearts refuse surrender
Until no beats are left. 
Thus, my query continued…
With no result pen worthy to name. 
No result, other than myself;
Whom I did not know was lost. 

And so, a journey commenced.
A pilgrimage through time and regret.
Rummaging between dreams unmet
And nightmares of reality.
All to find the girl lost. 
All for myself to be found 
By Him.

The finding became the fading.
The fading became the clarity.
The clarity became the realization;
My searching was invariably running
From the One who sought out me.

When running from oneself ceases,
When feet slow and breath quiets,
Peace becomes the realm resided in.
Co-habiting with God Himself
In graves become gardens. 

Love becomes what always it was,
The foundation stood upon;
No longer yearned for. 

I become whom I must
Have always been.
Divinity much stronger than
What could ever come 
Between a daughter and her Father. 

Thus, to Him I am 
Eternally grateful. 
To Him I give what
Was given to me in return.
A love for a love.
A pain for a pain.
A life for a life.
And the victory is already shared. 

To Him I yield
Created to Creator. 
A re-homing of once
A lost possession.

And to me…

To me, He gives Himself
Entirely.
My Love, my Light,
My choice, forevermore,
Him.