Love Meets Truth
I saw you...
On your mother's bed
A toddler, comforting her
In her distress
You glimpsed me
But not in my fullness
...yet
I was with you
Every moment you experienced
Especially the terror
You felt me
But could not know me
...not yet
I saw the wolves
I turned not my face
As they mauled you
Skin ripped away
Like debris in a storm
I wanted to hold you
...not quite yet
I found you
Alone..in a dark prison
Of your own making
Many voices thundered
A yearning was turning
For....TRUTH
I, LOVE, invited you
...up
And TRUTH followed
Written by Trudy Schrader on 02-04-2023
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