Her Heart

Like a little story being told, Her heart, once wild, was just like gold. She smiled without reason, gave despite the season. She was more than just a friend, Gentle as the wind, Wonderful in ways that I can’t say, Beautiful beyond what her life desired. More like the music than the lyrics. She was a song, her melodies, Glistened into the starry skies, Trembling with a silent joy, Stirring feelings that sometimes felt lost Amid the circumstances, the precious notes, Blessing the world, she taught us of love, Love that believes, love that can see… Beyond the moments, into the distance, Where hearts reveal the truth, what is real, Love that truly feels, love that never conceals… The wonder of a song, a tear, a silent light, Falling softly into the grace that abides… On the souls of those who know Him, The One who is our most glorious friend, The gift who is forever and always, giving… Love that colors the life in prayers, Love that lifts souls to joy that is beyond compare! Her heart, you see, was the main reason I see… The wonder, the peace, the love that I believe, Makes my heart sure that I can be – the me Who God intended me to be, the me… Who knew her as the kind of woman I’d like to be.