Friday 22 January 2016

BETROTHED

Slipping the ring of eternity on,
heart and mind transfixed,
a moment of song.

Look to the moon,
promise of more,
going home to another shore.

What awaits?
A dance at a feast,
wine flowing free.
The Prince of all time, dancing with me.

Dressed in pure white,
the dance goes on,
joining in with delight, the God of my song.

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