A letter to a daughter from her heavenly father

Don't slip through my fingers daughter of mine
I've quilted the stars of heaven for you
and padded the moon with the gauze of the sun

Don't look back at the web that you have weaved
only look forward to the disengagement of my freedom
my Love, I will provide for you, daughter

Don't be so quick with your steps and never forget
who made those pretty toes, those lovely hands
above you I can hear your every sigh, daughter

Come rip the veil open with your longings
come to my table as you are able
come drink from my Merciful cup,
Oh daughter, never forget that I Love You,

Signed, Sealed, Delivered,
Your Heavenly, Father