Plant one foot and turn,
Allow love's tug and yearn.
Gaze shifts, transitions to another,
Explore intimacy undiscovered.
Depth of love a person can't fill,
Don't have to wait until...
Adventures with Him full of grace,
Press close to see His face.
This life will fade what's left?
Only what's forged with Him.
Change while still have breathe,
Don't have to live bereft.
Love wins the day,
His presence near,
Even on days unclear.
Experienced love causes faith to grow,
Our hope in Him a fiery glow.
Warmth of His presence in darkest place,
With open arms I embrace.
Softly know He's come,
Hear His quiet hum.
Smile lighten face,
Endurance in life's race.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.