Divine daughtership.
Bought by blood not shed by me.
This inherited coveted covering forever provides protection from the storm. You’ll surely save me space ‘neith the shadow of your wings. I don’t even need to bring an umbrella. Your love always keeps me dry.
But if only I would try,
Maybe I could fly
With you.
Not to simply get by a passerby,
But to lie in the fire of your love.
What do I need to do? What moves me from the bare minimum of Your presence to the bone marrow of your Heart?
Why, it just
takes
time.
This is why patience is virtuous. You cant skip the time it takes to develop that relationship. Well written, nice alliterations 🙂