Redeem: 24

A while ago now, here is what I saw,
as I sat before the Lord:

A deep dark and beautiful sky,
with a golden moon, full and huge and hovering.
A pathway, carved into a cloud, hidden from sight, peaceful.
I climbed onto it from the left, as if over a mountain;
you climbed onto it from the right, as if over your own.
And then we walked toward each other,
slowly sure, but steady.

By the time we met in the middle,
we knew, and we were ready.

Tonight, sitting in front of you this time, I saw:
I am not yet, not quite, not ready.
And neither, I think, are you.

But:

Did you see how brave we were,
how fearless, how simple, how free?

Did you see our eyes, not backing down,
your turning and my touch?

Did you see the stars as we said good-night,
paving the way to our cars?

Did you see the deep beauty sky,
clear and dark and bathing light?

I was going to call back to you, to look,
but I was captivated...

As I drove my way toward home,
in that deep dark beauty sky
I saw a full and golden moon,
nestling itself in perfect fit
inside the mountain's path-like dip.

The path itself was nearly obsolete.

And I just wonder, did you see?

We're close. We are so close.

[redeem, verb: to free from what distresses or harms; to release from blame or debt; to regain possession or recover ownership; 

to convert, restore, atone; to save]