A glow, a warm glow, illuminates from within my being as You make Your presence known to me
Like kinetic energy with the ability to generate light only seen by a certain human eye
An eye, that when looked into, reflects the source of that which it sees
The source, the One whose eyes are like flames of fire
Zillions of tiny photons stream like crystal shimmers
Gleaming and dancing under my skin
Frequencies of a secret song only understood by a certain human ear
An ear that has an ear to hear
The heart beatings of the One who seeks them
My skin has no colour as I infuse into Your likeness
Your glow permeates every fibre of my being
A kaleidoscope of merging colours
My innermost parts so frail and weak is drawn to You
Like fireflies
Fluttering around You, beaming in Your glow
Your city has no need for a sun nor moon
You’re the cloud of smoke by day and the glow of fire by night
Your glory will be my canopy
A sheltered shade, my hiding place from storm and rain
And as I dance before Your face, I feel so little, yet so big
I rest upon the palm of Your hands, for I know the works of these fingers
I glow in Your glow
My colour is my glow