A thousand eyes behold her, the
dance flowing seamlessly,
Orchestral backdrop, a rhythm on
which to float,
Musical notes like dancing partners,
moving between, sliding below,
A pirouette, a graceful dip,
outstretched arms into His she falls.
To
find the heart of a woman, to embrace wings of love with your own,
To
beat as one, flying together, to a secret place, the shadow of His own.
Soaring
in breathtaking beauty, seeing not what the eye beholds,
To
behold what is hidden, made known to the mate of one’s soul.
The applause, a crescendo, flawless
perfection beheld,
Brokenness hidden, an aching heart
for eyes to see below,
Deeper than the performance, into
her very soul,
An angel, full of compassion,
flowing with grace, I know.
To
find the heart of a woman, to embrace wings of love with your own,
To
beat as one, flying together, to a secret place, the shadow of His own.
Soaring
in breathtaking beauty, seeing not what the eye beholds,
To
behold what is hidden, made known to the mate of one’s soul.
Be loved for what cannot beheld,
another’s heartbeat within your own,
Embrace her not with arms, with
wings of love, a cover of grace,
Undeserving, unconditional, eternal
covenant, never forsaken,
To find the heart of a woman,
embrace wings of love with His own.
To find the heart of a woman,
surrender your heart to God,
Abandon the need to seek elsewhere,
to be called a man of this world.
Surrender eternally your heart
needing love, seeking nothing in return.
A gracious God, you loving Him,
surrendering your own.
To find the heart of a woman, you
must first know God’s love,
Wings of grace embrace you, a heart
filled with His, now yours to behold.
Abandon your heart to God, surrender
your love for His own,
Believe Father will give you a
daughter of His own.
A Princess to stand with you, to
embrace with His love,
His wings now yours, as you soar
together, three as one above.
To
find the heart of a woman, to embrace wings of love with your own,
To
beat as one, flying together, to a secret place, the shadow of His own.
Soaring
in breathtaking beauty, seeing not what the eye beholds,
To
behold what is hidden, made known to the mate of one’s soul.
© Jeff Cambridge 2011
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