I have walls build by my own mind surrounding me and keeping me safe.
Love comes in and brick by brick my wall is coming down, but I panic and scrabble to rebuild and keep myself in my comfort.
Love is persistant and totally breaks down the walls and leave me open, bare, transparent, and vulnerable.
Love picks me up and carries me out of the rubble that once was my wall.
And as we walk away, I look back at the remains... sretching my hands toward it and grieving for my sanctuary.
But love looks me in the eyes, and sees straight through my soul and kisses me tender...
... and suddenly I am embraced completely by love and this love has become my new wall.
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