Meeting

On the winding journey of life

I set upon a mission

To meet the only one whose embrace is home

So many times, I was sure I would catch a glance

In the unfolding petals of a delicate rose

I came face to face with your entrancing beauty

In the glorious book, your resonating voice

Full of reason and wisdom

In the enemy’s taunts, I came through

Holding onto the rope of your hope

In difficulty, we grew close

I could feel you next to me

In sin, I felt abandoned and lost without you

In the rising sun, I basked in your rays

In the moonlit night, you illuminated my path

In my mother, I felt your mercy

Every step, every breath, I felt surrounded

And I had no option but to submit to your bondage

Hoping that would give me a rendezvous with You

Now, upon death’s bed, I can finally see

Robed in white, devoid of earthly soul

Accompanied by the weight of my deeds

Till death do we finally meet.