Are you coming back for me?

Im looking for something
so new its older than
anything I know
Im looking for someone
who can't be caught or kept
or found
I'm looking for some time
I had, not that long ago.
I must have put it down
somewhere when my hands
got full
Im looking for the one I thought
I knew-
The lover of my soul.
Tell me, have you seen him?
Could you tell him I am waiting?
I have something to ask him-
Are you coming back for me?

Crying behind shades
changing lanes on these streets
that don't change
Back and forth like the
stuff in my brain and veins
feelings that swirl all around
all day and come out however they want
whenever
Passing beauty that should
transport and transform
the insides of this cavernous
pilgriming soul
fighting for control
Breathing and sighing against
hunger and desire, always
buying but not satisfying
so im crying-
Are you coming back for me?

Old tears and old fears surface on another New
in the middle of an old year
But an invitation to discover
uncover a marking on the next tree
theres another piece of the puzzle
just one hour can remind me
that there is a full
picture
a final destination
a complete story
written from the moment of creation,
kept in His imagination.
His love like glue
holds the process and my heart together
and theres a whisper-
Im on my way back for you.

Sometimes you forget
when feelings take control
that there's more to here and now,
your eyesight isn't full.
The story I've been writing
started with my breath of life
you must have thought my power
could be applied without a fight.
But the thing about my love, my Love,
is that it doesn't erase or subtract
that which can only cause more need
for my face , to point you back on track,
You see little bits, the worthless and imperative
Im working both for my glory,
weaving this tapestry, creating this narrative
But I promise through this cloud
through this maze and through every little day,
if you hold on and set your heart to believe
you will see that
I never even left your side.