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