He is not just a man....He is your soulmate

He saw her over the gulf of eternity

Sitting under the great oak.

Her body swathed in white chiffon

and lace,

Her knees up

Her body cradled over

the box... the box of gold..

her gift.

She sat there crying,

Her grief touching every fibre of her soul.

For inside the box, was her gift,

of love, her soul, her desire, her need.

The priceless seeds of her womanhood.

With love

those seeds would grow,

venture out of the box into the sunlight,

and through their growth

fill her life with color

the sweet bouquet of flowers,

the wonder of birds and butterflies

attracted by it's beauty.

But her box was grey,

Covered with years of neglect,

the seeds resting on bone-dry soil.

Her heart in hibernation.

Her tears tracing lines down her cheek.

He watched her.

He understood.

She fell asleep.

She woke to see him there

The box cradled lovingly in his lap

Toolbox by his side.

He was a million miles away

across the great gulf

yet seemed to be right next to her.

And she watched,

as his loving hands treasured it

wiped away the years

brought back the dazzling shine of the gold,

made all the years of neglect disappear.

Time stood still as she watched.

The gold was battered,

dented and scraped,

marks of the pain in her life.

Each mark disappeared under his loving attention,

each dent pulled out

each scrape buffed clean.

Time, he seemed to have endless time,

as he focused his love on each flaw,

one by one,

tears in his eyes as he understood the pain each one signified,

then erasing it with his loving hands.

The gentle light from his eyes,

and the water from his tears,

nourished her seeds,

bringing life and beauty where there once was desolation.

And then he was there,

next to her.

She lost herself in his eyes

as he tenderly placed the treasure

in her hands.

"Take it forever!" she started to cry,

but a tender brush of his lips against hers stifled the cry in her

throat.

"My love," he said,

"God has placed us on opposite sides of a great gulf.

Only He can make that gulf disappear, and He will,

in His own time.

Until then, we have His work to do,

each on our own side.

When that work is done, He will look on us with favor,

for it is He who sent me to you."

He took her hands in his

touched his lips to hers, and said,

"But this covenant I make: when you need me, summon me.

I will come to your side.

And every night I shall return,

to wipe away every scratch,

fix every flaw,

that life has put on the gift of your womanhood.

I will lie with you and ease your pain.

And when the gulf is gone,

when eternity is ours,

I will place your gift in a place of honor,

So the world will see, and understand

That I treasure you

your womanhood

your love

your precious spirit.

They will all know that you have finally received

the love you deserve."

And he was gone.

She wept.

Then a soft voice was heard from all around her

and inside her...

"My, child. When you thought it was a man you needed

I let you choose a man.

But he took your gift, and put it on a shelf

To wither

To die.

When you thought it was a lover you needed

You chose a lover

Who simply used your gift as a stepping stool

to reach over the walls in his life which he despised.

No, it is not a man you need,

for a man cannot comprehend your heart.

And it is not a lover you need. A lover is like a firefly,

illuminating your life for a moment,

then leaving you to deal with the darkness

Until it flashes again.

So I have taken it into my own hands

and shown you what you truly need.

He is not just a man, though a man he is.

He is not just a lover, though a lover he is.

He is the man I have given you forever..

He is your soulmate