There Is Me

Mhm...God loves me...and you too...beautiful escape.

There is a rose;
There is the pelting rain;
The expanse well-lit and thundering...
As distant steel clouds gather together gray -

Meet me world, meet beautifully bright bloom
- solitary and stark –
Against the grime of gloomy drizzle....

Catching crystal dew of stormy clouds sobbing anew...
- quenching my thirst -
I am blushing rose flushed, delicate, and brimming;

Embracing the streaks across firmament’s blackness...
- I dance with the wind -
I hear the languages of One beyond empty atmosphere...

Inhale my scent, on His breeze, fragrant and sweet,
- I am His –
A force shields me, far mightier than any thorns seen.

There is a princess;
There is an imprisoning tower;
The hungry monster stalks, hunts, craves her,
But Someone beyond, above either finite power...

Upon the sky which rises a ball of burning fire
- Created the horizon -
He does not ride from it, on prancing horse white…

He does not yield to sun bright, a speck in mere armor -
- He is their Creator -
I gaze towards the center of that golden disk aglow …

That is my future…here, there, everywhere...
- that is Him –
All around, about, surrounding, protecting little me.

Presence drives out dragon, stone crumbling as mud crusty
- Prince of Peace -
All consuming fire , I am rescued by Flame ascended.