Standing, just standing.
A field filled with wildflowers as far as the eye can see
Now, spinning
I see a faint figure in the distance
I stop.
There He stands, arms wide open
I can think of nothing else but to run to Him
I do.
Then, kneeling before him, a tear falls from my face
He kneels beside me and wipes it away
He places a flower in my hand
And whispers in my ear,
You are beautiful
You are loved
And you are Mine.
With daises all around, i stand up joyously
A Love greater than anything else...
Blameless, he sacrificed His life.
His life for me, He thought i was worth that much.
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