In the vast expanse of existence, he wandered free, Seeking purpose and truth, his soul yearning to see. In the labyrinth of life, he was adrift, Longing for a guiding light, a true gift.
Then, like a radiant constellation above, Jesus descended, a beacon of love. A lighthouse amidst the shadows of night, Leading him with grace, illuminating the right.
His love, a river, flowed deep and wide, Cascading through his being, a tranquil tide. A symphony of compassion, a melody divine, In His embrace, every discord found its line.
With Him, he soared like an eagle, unrestrained, Spreading faith’s wings, no longer restrained. He was the steadfast mountain, a pillar of strength, In His presence, he found solace, unending in length.
Within life’s symphony, He conducted the score, Harmonizing hearts, forevermore. A conductor of grace, guiding each beat, In His love’s symphony, they found retreat.
Though he sought not a need, but completeness in Him, In His grace, he found the light to grow dim. And still, he wanted her, his love, by his side, A cherished choice, where their souls abide.
In her presence, his heart found its home, Through joy and trials, they shall roam. For she, his dear, was the one he desired, A partner, a friend, his soul’s warming fire.
So, as he journeyed through life’s crazy dance, With Jesus, his companion, his soul’s romance. He embraced His light, His love, His grace, and he wanted her, his wife, to share this embrace, However, he didn’t need her, his wife, because he had Him in all his life’s strife.


















