Indescribably Beautiful

Half the time, I don't know what to say to you;

You say you simply don't believe it's true.
If I could, I'd take this yearning within me
And stitch it to a timeless melody.

I can't change your point of view: I can't convince you,

Even though you know I'll try, again and again.

I will intercede for you; yes, that's what I'll do.

It's the least that I can do if I am your friend.

I pray you'll gaze upon his brow, his hands, his feet,

And know the joy of knowing you're not your own, you're his.

I pray someday you'll see how wonderful, how sweet,

How kind, how indescribably beautiful he is.

Walk away into the night, or listen to

The still, small voice that says you need not roam.

Taste and see; you won't regret it if you choose

To follow him; his love will lead you home.

You don't see the evidence; you doubt he loves you.

What you are is what he made, and he knows you well.

You don't have the time right now; you've got things to do.

And the world keeps calling you; you're under its spell.

I pray you'll gaze upon his brow, his hands, his feet,

And know the joy of knowing you're not your own, you're his.

I pray someday you'll see how wonderful, how sweet,

How kind, how indescribably beautiful he is.

I pray you'll gaze upon his brow, his hands, his feet,

And know the joy of knowing you're not your own, you're his.

I pray someday you'll see how wonderful, how sweet,

How kind, how indescribably beautiful he is.

© 2022 David Acosta