Your Son Touches My Face
My eyes look for you,
My heart bleeds for you.
The truth, my spirit, enters your soul completely.
My feet walk toward you
My path is thrown in with yours
My journey is your journey
Your sun touches my face.
Your trees sooth my soul.
Your earth grows my flowers.
I listen,
I watch,
I wait for you.
I listen to your messages,
I listen to your children.
I listen to your Son.
By doing the above
Reaching up
You complete me
Written 3-18-2019
Contest: You Complete Me
Sponsor: James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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