Portent

In your smile I see the Joy that brought the Universe forth.
Your eyes are deep wells that teach me to contemplate the Infinite.
Your hair is long and beautiful, O my love, whom I sought, but no more.
For God is teaching me to do without.
His Faith demands a Faithfulness I have not yet known.
Love that endures all things, suffers all things. Patience in tears.

So I wait for you, my Lord, to fulfill the reality these shadows dimly reveal.