lovely and true
peace comes in drops of rain
light piercing in prismatic plane
with hopeful glances far above
He is near and cradles in love
when do we fill the gap of vanity
and overflow like tourmaline sea?
i ponder inward and see my flaw
knowing God's restoration in awe
renewal waxes in unfurling leaf
soft green waves silent absence brief
my Creator will not leave my aching heart
He is watchful and shall never part
I hope someday I will see
into myself amber lens free
to see the possibilty of finding anew
what God has always seen lovely and true.