You Stare Into Me Poem by Elizabeth Thomas

How good it is!
To see and feel;
That all I am,
Is known deeply.

In all its bits and pieces,
Have I been Known and cherished.
Staring back, straight at me,
Reflecting All of me, It stands tall.

The Truth, unseen, unspoken,
Stands tall before me.
A glimpse of it, and I knew,
All what eternity is about.

My key, I held up,
Faith, in your Love.
Speechless, spellbound I leave,
Gone in a breath One with Wind.