Faith

As surely as the tide returns to the shore,
the bird to its nest;
as surely as the sun runs its course,
so surely do I, your God and Lover
return to you.
I will not leave you bereft.
I will weep with you.
I will dry your eyes
on the sleeve of my robe,
release what binds and poisons
your mind and your dreams.
I will come to travel with you.
You are not alone.

Praying for the dawn