What I Have Longed For

So yesterday I suspended posting a photo to go with the Lent poem for the day as I was just thinking about my Mum, but today's poem was perfect for her. It speaks to me of her relationship with her Lord and I am almost envious of her place in His arms right now.

"I Saw Him Standing

Under the dark trees, there he stands,
There he stands; shall he not draw my eyes?
I thought I knew a little
how he compels, beyond all things , but now
he stands there in the shadows. It will be
Oh, such a daybreak, such bright morning,
when I shall wake to see him
as he is
....
There he stands,
my friend, the friend of guilt and helplessness,
to steer my hollow body over the sea.
....
I know
what I have longed for. Him to hold
me always.

- Ann Griffiths, trans. Rowan Williams