A Woman and Her Maker

She knew there was a place

a place where she belonged.

It was always right there-

in the middle of His heart.

She was kept by His embrace;

His touch never faded away.

He opened up her heart

and gave her of His Goodness.

She opened up to Him

and received of His Greatness.

The things that He had fore-spoken,

even His Narrative,

as line upon line with exact

and measured span-

she brought forth fruit as

the Tree of Life—

even His sons and daughters.