Embracing the Heights

 

Onward forward I walk. 

To where only my Fathers wills talk. 

Come here His call.

To believe to see Him rising above the wall.

I jump to the height trying to catch Him in flight.

Falling into His arms embracing His might. 

Looking into I smiling bright radiating one.

Grateful for you being my son. 

Onward forward, I take seat by His side,

Guided by the angels riding beside.

Beyond the wall, beyond the nigh,

I hear my Father’s voice lightning the sky.

Jumping high to catch His right,

Falling soft into arms of burning light.

Held in might, secure in love,

Radiating warmth from high above.

Looking into I, the mirror winks,

A vision formed as my dream blinks.

Grateful, present, shining true,

The son embracing being the chosen you.