Friday, 4 October 2013

Have you met my Saviour?

He held out his hand
And whispered my name.
He smiled 
Wide as the earth
Holding my glaze.
He looked at my heart
It flipped a beat
Held in His hands.
Dust at my feet
I felt naked once more.
Nothing can be hid 
All is revealed.
Emotions contained
Spill out of my soul.
Touching his garment 
He heals and
Love is revealed.

One question remains 
I ask you my friend,
'Have you met my Savour
Who holds out his hand
And whispers your name?'

©Revdjo 4/10/13