Inspiration

I sat in the darkness
alone
and longing
for the presence of God
to come into the quiet.
God touched me gently
and whispered words I needed to hear.

The memory lingers
as I begin this day
waiting
for His touch once again.

Inspiration is an elusive thing.
It enters swiftly
silently
unannounced
then leaves again.

I've learned to keep a notebook handy
to capture those gentle moments of bliss
when I am my beloved's
and He is mine.