I looked at you the day you were born
And I saw it was good. Beloved, your King
So loves your blue eyes and your sad but sweet smile
And holds that small hand whatever life brings.
I look at you now and I love who you are.
You cry and you fight but I love you no less.
You feel overwhelmed and you're hating the change,
But I ask you to dance and to enter my rest.
Come into the shade of my presence, my wings,
It's been a long night but I see you, I'm here
And I ask you to know you're forgiven and loved.
And I'll drive out the dark--there's nothing to fear.
Whatever you do, however you act,
If you seem past repair, if you've gone much too far,
Remember the truth and come be where I am.
Since the day you were born I have loved who you are.
postscript
How reassuring. Done with NaPo for the fourth year. God is good.