The questions remain
Lodged deep in her heart
Where did I come from?
Where did it start?
There must be a reason
My soul feels alive
In the purest of moments
With nothing to hide
Raindrops on oceans
A knowing glance
The simplest notions
Not fate, not chance
A movement inside you
Tears rushing tide
Emotions tip rising
Heart open wide
The remnant of Eden
Anchors my soul
Created for beauty
I am His. This I know.
