was what I’d wanted most all along,
a gesture much more significant
than the sacred bonds you broke
to finally be with Me, beside Me;
a prize far more intimate
than the obedient flesh you served as feast.
This cherished submission came late in the tangle,
but the quest completed was the door opened,
the gleaming pinnacle of all that We were,
and the image memorial that I will hold
and draw upon
the rest of My days….
it was when you did your loving best to please Me,
and, in surrender at last,
looked Me fully in the eyes.
Only you and I know exactly what that meant.