The Waiting
She was just a regular girl
Not different or unlike any other
But lived in a fairytale world
And dreamed like no other.
She set herself faithfully apart
Unavailable for anyone else
And waited from the start
For her prince nonetheless.
Though hard was the waiting
She stood in faith steadfast
Though tough was the going
She dreamt bigger till the last.
And one fine, summer morning
Through the glowing sun beams
After years of forlorn waiting
She met the man of her dreams.
Something tugged at her heart
And she knew almost instantly
He wasnt just of her life, a part
But the crux and her destiny.
She loved him from a distance
Unsure of how to approach
Scared if he would at all sense
Her interest and turn to reproach.
A man of marvellous integrity,
With blinding radiance he beamed
Full of compassion, joy and humility
Exactly like what she had dreamed.
Day by day, her admiration grew
Her waiting and longing relentless
Of what to say, she had not a clue
Except that her love was endless.
In surrender, she turned to her Creator
One who nurtured her from the start
She made Him of her story, the Author
To help her lead him to her heart.
And so one day, just miraculously,
The man happened to speak to her
Nothing special or extraordinary
But felt something soothing about her.
Within days, he was drawn to her
Surprising himself at the suddenness
But it was their love for their Maker
That made them feel such closeness.
They never knew love could be
So beautiful, pure and complete
And that the taste of painful waiting
Could be so magnificently sweet.
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