Feather Banding

They all think I set myself on fire

No, I merely stand in His presence

As His wife, veiled by the beauty

Of His life that is feathered over mine

I sought Him not

His soul’s desire found me

A surrounding song of love forgotten

Echoed as the sea, “I long for matrimony

To a queen I shall look upon forever”

He chose me

He chose me

Oh! Even the King’s riches delight in the idea that I sit with Him

Luxurious lapis lazuli splits its side, opened wide to hide me

As He passes by to press the wonder residing in His face

Against the breast of one so scorned and let me say sincerely debased

Constant shipments come to the threshold of my complex door

Ophirian gold...

I have no more room to hold all I have come to know of this One, brazen and bold

So...

He must move me from these Babylonian pyramids

And place me in a wilderness paradise,

For my eyes to finally dry by His side for I have missed Him

As He watched me always passing Him by

Ignorantly neglecting, I am love’s side;

This sweet Guy who made silence my benign resting place

When I am come unto the consummation

I know I’m home, abiding in protection

His left hand locks my neck securely

His right hand dominates my insecurities with compassion

I sought Him not

His soul’s desire found me

All alone, sinking in the mire

He said, “I long to be thy Beau forever”

How could I say no with his feather banding over mine

He chose me

He chose me