Redemption (happy fiction)

[Guest guest]

One would think that God or any other higher grand being

would show me anger and condemn my soul,

because you are the holder,

the eternal keeeper of my soul.

Yes, it is yours to wear around your neck,

put in your purse, or put away in some bottom drawer.

With no regret or hesitation I am yours.

For you are mt redemption.

Oh how to get you to see through your humble nature.

How my heart becomes warm like a fireplace lit;

Kindled each time I see you smile.

How when I look deep within your eyes,

in comparison, they make bright dancing stars

seems like little specks of dust on a welcome mat.

Nor important nor even noticed.

How when you softly put your hand into mine,

with this alone, inside, I am silently screamimg "I am alive"

....You know, there was a full moon last night,

and instead of wishing you could see it,

I was smiling, knowing someway, somehow,

you were the one who put it in the sky.

So, all things considered and all things truthful,

I see no way the heavens do not smile down on me.

Because you are my path. My religion. My holy book.

Yes, the higher created yoy, and you created me.

You gave me life, hope and purpose.

Redemption.

Randy