on the edge

standing on the edge
of my life
the way ahead
disappears out of sight
hidden beneath the clouds
of unknown heights
and I cannot see my path
reaching for your hand
only emptiness is found
and the echo of your voice
urging me to stand fast
and wait
wait for your love
to work deep in my heart
making new pathways
clearing the clouds
from my sight
and beckoning me on
to walk the unknown heights
with you
then when the work is done
and the time is right
your hand will lead me on
and your voice of love
will speak my resurrection life
into being
from the safety
of the place you have made
for me
in your great heart
of love