Love Worth Dying For

In stillness

Where the breath of peace

Floats over the sea of glass

Where the steady ring of silence

Pierces my ear

And steadies my soul

I am found

For you sought me first

To teach me to believe the unfathomable

That you, the Holy One

Perfect and indescribably beautiful

Considered me worth dying for

That my affection, my companionship

You so jealously sought

As to drive you to buy me

With your very life's blood

To endure rejection

And the curse of hell itself

In the hope that I would choose to accept you

In the burning desire that I would let you

Come close enough for me to feel

The depth and glory of your passion for me

Stephen Pursell, 12/98