Grace and Peace to you.
I have called you friends….
You did not choose me but I chose you.
And I appointed you to go and bear fruit.
It’s hard for the girl to trust
that the boy of her dreams
has chosen her.
But he has.
It’d hard for her to trust
that she makes his world beautiful.
But she does.
Even after all these moments of grace
it’s hard to trust
that the Passionate One
wants you, chooses you, adores you.
That you make this world more beautiful.
But you do.
Then why not run out
onto the dance floor
where your lover waits,
hiding in all their eyes?
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