Sunday, July 22, 2012


Be still-
He moves.
His power is approaching.
His eyes are searching for their true love.

But I am naked.
He must not see me.
I can't let Him find me.

His eyes-
Something is wrong.
They are crying.
His heart is breaking.

Why do I hide in fear from the only one I love. 
The only one who loves me.
How could I forget
He died for me.

                                                         Love Notes to a King, A. Ladd