At the end of the rope

Where time pauses

For the longest twenty four seven

Frames pass by in slow motion

My breath held in my Redeemer’s hand

Gasping long enough I see

Within each frame

You are there

Standing tall 

Gracing my clouded view

Obscured

Unfocused

Dim

You shine through

Moving in me

To see perfect light

Clear

Untainted

Crystal sharp

Clean lines

Colours and depth

Magnitude and awe

Each frame begins to brighten

With beauty that outshines the sun

Glory that never fades

And love that never ceases