The Conversation

As I gaze at his face, I'm amaze, He want to hear my case, He sees through my past, Before I could speak He said,wait,take a peak With a flash, I saw my life crash tears boiling in my eyes. I said I'm a trash with shame, I'm to blame fell to my knees and cried, Then I felt his hands on my side He said why, why cried I made you in my image I can repair the damage with his hands he lifted me His words set me free His blood made me heal Then I realized he always been there, He smile I said with this conversation my soul has satisfaction