Out of the Mist
Like a spirit bathed in a soft warm light
You stepped out of the ethereal mist.
Your beckoning smile
I could not resist.
Your presence was overwhelming,
And engulfing my senses,
Shattering my world
And destroying my defenses
You reached out your hand
And as I held it in mine,
I felt the power of your glory
And knew the meaning of divine
Your touch was so tender
It made my heart weak,
My body felt limp
And I could not even speak
You looked deep in my soul
With eyes so calm and so clear,
Searching for my truth
And all I held dear.
You found my very essence
And the core of my existence
And with unyielding trust
I offered no resistance.
I gave myself freely
With faith and with love,
For I knew in my heart
You were a being from above.
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
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