THAT SHE

Me_cafe_rougeby Jake Murray09 Mar 2016

THAT SHE

That she is there
is the pillar of my house.
That she treads the earth,
that she sees the sun,
even as I am far away,
is enough to bring
this wanderer home.

That she is there
like a promise,
a pact made with a heart
so strong, warms me.
That her touch waits,
gentle as a bird,
passionate as a fire,
emboldens me.

That she lives,
that she breathes this
air, that she waits
to hear my voice,
nourishes me, gives
me strength. I fly to her,
I give her love, I hold her;
I am her champion,
she my grace.