With You
With you to some degree
unmeasured and intangible,
I espy that perfect state
known in Eden's garden
when the world was young.
With you a door opens,
hidden to the human eye,
and Heaven's light spills over
on this little doorstep
known to man as earth.
With you the sphere of time,
always insistent and demanding,
is the cool of the day
and God is ever near
walking with us hand in hand.
With you I visualize
myself and all humanity
beyond the sting of jealousy and hate
where fellowship is understood
and all are one with God.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 1987
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