For two decades you have kept me in the dark,

pretended I did not exist in any time,

stuffed me in your dead things closet,

locked the door,

thrown away

radiant key

I am.

For two decades I have walked free in the light,

extended love and carried you here in my heart,

held vision: you at peace, passing

through these gates,

seeing full

radiant key

you are.

And it all comes down to today, doesn’t it?

My love, who turned away, stuffed you in a closet?

Who hurt you, kept you in the dark?

Why would you

let them win

and lock you up

again?

And it all comes down to today, doesn’t it?

Will I survive? Will I love myself this much more,

denied far more than three times now,

thousands more?

This I’ll do 

in remembrance

of him.

But do not mistake free choice of faithfulness,

walking in sweet love, forgiveness for forfeiture 

of conviction or clarity.

Think not I 

cease to breathe,

turn to hate or

curse you.

I will hold fast to all that’s real and most true ,

stand in love until that fine day when you will see.

I will open my arms, hold you.

Think not you 

must agree,

turn to love or 

praise me.

And it all comes down to today, doesn’t it?

But then there will be another tomorrow

and tide of my eternal love

cannot be 

turned in time,

however bound

you are.

And do not mistake your fixed and iron will,

unforgiveness for righteous purification

of doubt and swirling confusion.

Think not you 

escape full,

whole truth of who

I am.

Walk where you wish. Choose whomever you will choose.

Light of love will find you wherever you may go.

Should you choose another partner,

leave me here

another year,

I will choose love

and God.