Reunion

When you open up your eyes Is He sitting at your side With a smile on His lips That betrays a certain pride? Does He touch your injured hands? Does His face go pale and grim At the sight of wounds you bore For your loyalty to Him? Do you whisper “Lord, I’m sorry You said ‘do not be afraid’ Still I winced when they condemned me And I trembled as I prayed. My dear Master, I am sorry I was terrified to die.” Does He answer “It’s all right, My dear Peter, so was I. Do you marvel at your God: He who made the world exist. Does He grin as if to say Sweetest friend, you have been missed. When you fall into His arms Do you know what Heaven is? Do you heal in His embrace? Do your scars resemble His?