by Your side

You find me here as I am dying, laying in my own blood
and as you gaze upon me You speak words of eternity saying
Live, young one, live.

And a breath of life dances into me,
rising me up from my grave.
Then I am standing, dripping in crimson stains

I feel dirty, yet Your eyes are still upon me
drinking in my unrecognizable beauty, gently stripping me from my weakness filling me up with your light

You hold out your hand to me, my eyes meet the wounds in your palms.

and I find myself needing You more than I need air... so I stretch out my own hand and hold onto Yours. You won't let me fall.

Tears slide down my cheeks, for I cannot stand here with you and not be moved by you

And I am where I need to be.