vague raft
*In the warmth of his love I drift and sway,
Like a leaf in the wind I am both here and away.
His presence wraps around me like a tender embrace,
In his arms I am lost yet find my place.
His love is a maze where I wander free,
A pathless journey yet it anchors me.
With each gentle touch I lose my ground,
But in that surrender I am found.
The world fades away distant and dim,
As I dive deeper losing myself in him.
Yet in this vast ocean where I roam,
His love is the lighthouse guiding me home.
So here I stand both scattered and whole,
Lost in his love yet it centers my soul.
A paradox of heartbeats both wild and tame,
In the depths of his love I find my name.*
This poem was written by a friend of mine that wanted some constructive criticism on their work, from some people more familiar with poetry than myself. Any advice or feedback would be greatly appreciated!
woven wyvern