I know from what deeps
You've come for me;
I can see from what mountains
You descend, step by step
to stand in my presence

You part oceans and clouds
to place Your face next to mine
and hold my face with me
inscribed on Your hands

And if I were to say that You
love me, written words, spoken
words, words thought aloud...

they are just not enough...

I ache for you.

This ache that wells up
from the depths of my soul,
an ache that does not long
but feels complete sorrow
and complete compassion
for the essence of your being
for your view of the world
and of your lonesome self...

I ache for you. 

we're worlds apart yet,
we're walking on the same
footpath of life, with me
on this side of Him and you
on the other side and us
occasionally glancing
at one another.