Letting Go. (Featured Poem By Moyo.)

My heart longs for you

My body longs for your embrace

My ears long for your soothing words

My soul longs for your ‘I love you’.

Everything in me longs for you

But I have to let you go…

I can’t hang on to you anymore

I have to let you go…

It would be wise to do so

So easy for my mouth to say,

But my heart?

My poor baby

Who gave you a part of her, dare I say the whole?

But now…

She cant figure out how to get it back

She does not know how to ask for it

The sight of you makes it hard to do so

Your eyes, she is trapped in them once again

She’s so lost in them she cant even speak

Even though you’re not embracing her,

She can feel your arms all around her

My poor baby

She’s tugging at me, asking me to still hang on

To give her time

“But there’s not much time heart” I said to her “we have to go and NOW”

“Baby if we don’t go now, you just might be irreparable” I continued.

I hate to hurt her this way; I hate to pierce her with my words

But I have to. I need to

I have to take her to the repairer of all repairers. The best there is.

“Baby” I tried to convince her “you have so many bruises, I know someone who can help with that”

Then she looked up at me, I could feel myself breaking to pieces

But I had to be strong for her, strong for us.

I had to show her that she needed to be strong too.

What I saw in her eyes, the hurt, the sense of betrayal…

I blinked back tears as I took her hands

Hands so fragile, so vulnerable she was, my heart

She started limping as she took tiny steps

So I carried her in my arms, cuddled her up

Then I began to take a step

With each step I took further from him, I found strength

Unspeakable strength

I turned to look at him once again

The one I desperately longed for.

And what I saw … what I saw?

I wanted to run back to him and him me

But we knew better

We knew I had to go

And so there I stood, looking at him and him me

Then I saw it

The tears trickling down his face… his already tear-stained face

I wanted to reach and wipe it off

But we knew better than to do that.

I wanted to tell him that things would be okay, that I was going for a while

And that I’ll come right back to him in no time.

But again, we knew better.

I knew better.

There was a probability I was never coming back.

I wanted to scream at him to wait for me, but what wickedness would that be?

As much as I didn’t want to, I looked away from him.

My heart still in my arms, I walked on…

To the repairer…

The restorer…

After all, where else would I go than to Him?

Who else did I have?

He alone understands.

And so with every steep I took, I found strength

I walked on, with head held up high, and my back straightened

I have a destination; I am going to meet Him

Take my bruised heart to Him, because He is going to fix it.

He is going to wipe every tear on my face, with just a little stroke of his hands

I am going to my father

I am His princess

I am going to the palace

I am going to my first love

The one who would never leave me nor forsake me

The one who would never let me go…

My first and only love

There I stood, at His gate. Unsure of what to do

He spotted me instantly.

I wonder how terrible I must have looked

With my bruised and bleeding heart in my arms

My love ran to me and kissed me on the forehead

“Beloved” he said with tears streaming down his golden eyes “I love you”

With that, I knew I had come to the right person, the right place

How could he possibly love me with the mess I looked like?

Blood stained, just how could He still love me?

But He was my first love, what else did I expect?

As if He could read my thoughts

He put a finger under my chin and lifted my head

Looking straight into my eyes

With a love so intense

A love so pure

A love so sincere

A love that surpasses all understanding

Jesus said, “I love you”.