Meeting

The eyes of the angel
and the woman meet.
His glance is a flame,
Heaven's light
pierces her heart
and finds no shadow.
He looks into her eyes
and sees an ocean
of grace brimming
overflowing,
in tears of joy.

Perseverance

I am a candle flickering in the wind. 
How shall I burn with a steady light?
Set me on a stand, a sure foundation.
Encompass me about with protection.

I am a candle flickering in the wind.
How shall I burn with a steady light?
Melt and mold me according to Your will.
Set me to blazing with an eternal spark.

I am a candle flickering in the wind.
How shall I burn with a steady light?
Let me feast on the unbroken stream
of oil poured from your overflowing grace.