My soul clings to you,Your right hand upholds me.
There she stood clothed, yet naked Before Him who looked into her heart. Fire and judgment stirred relentlessly And searched . . .
She looked into His eyes and saw
severity
He did not penetrate her heart purposelessly
But was determined
She could no longer stand and fell . . .
His arms wrapped around her and
He held her close
“My child, my child, come close”
She looked into His eyes once again And was consumed by His love. And yet His gaze had not changed.
Also see: Naked