Through the Window

I am waiting in the chapel.

I look at the stain glass windows;

reds, blues and greens.

I watch as the sunlight shines through.

Paul rests on his knees while looking up

the Cross lays between the frame;

Empty & complete.

I sit and watch the light shine through.

I am waiting for the sunset;

watching for the shift and angle.

I am waiting for his hands to find me.

Yes, I am watching the light shine through.

Must I say goodbye for the time?

Must I stay content with where I am?

Red's, red's and cloth in glass.

I sit and watch the sun shine through.

He found me in the chapel;

My hands folded in surrender.

The sun set beyond the window.

I sat in wait as the light shined through.

He grasped my hands and kissed my lips.

Warmth filled my heart; the perfect wait.

The glass dove was free to shine above;

as the sun slid down and left me full of love.

Written: October 23, 2012