Almost

There's a slight tremble to her walk

An uneasiness in her words

Her confidence has been shaken

just enough

How could she have doubted?

How could she have thought

that the world could ever match

His munificence and love

She saw it today.

She felt it, an intense wind storm

a reminder so bone-chilling  

yet somehow gentle in His grace

your star waits for you

your soul was made with his

so here I am

running back 

to

You