Chance

I have never seen anyone like her before
I thought these weary eyes had seen it all by now
But they had only seen less of what she is more
She has always been and will always be somehow
Before and after what is gained but to be lost
Above and below those things which come but to go
Never mind what time it is nor what it might cost
I have to take her chance or I will never know

She bears within herself such grace and such supreme
Delight to sight and spirit to seem more a dream
Than anything seen in waking reality
Nothing less than the desire of my dreaming soul
She both embodies and inspires my poetry
And makes the broken pieces of my heart come whole
The first time in as many years as she has been
Or has she been forever here inside of me?

Knowing nothing I believe she knows what I mean:
I have to take her chance before I have to go

+Steven Curtis Lance



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