This Love

This love is a tidal wave that has crashed upon the shores of my heart, and I am but a grain of sand somehow deserving of it all.

Has it been mere minutes or years since I last looked upon your face?

How is it that even I can be deserving of such profound grace?

Blessed now are these eyes to have witnessed such belonging, to affirm yet again that this world was etched with love. Cleansed by tears – of release, of surrender, of love and belonging – the canvas awaits your careful and steady hands.

Here we begin again. Here we are the tidal wave, crashing upon this world, a grain of sand somehow deserving of it all.

©️ Cristen Writes