Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy . . . 1 Peter 1:8
Sweet longing comes
I kneel down
filled with an aching empty
I have not seen him who comes
who's silent hovering
consumes
Who names all my hunger
and pours himself in
Inexpressible
I love
as he sees
Inexpressible
as he opens joy
in me
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