There is an embrace wider than skies,
deeper than oceans,
holding every rise and fall
in a love without edges.
I tried to earn it once,
chasing perfection, fearing rejection
but the arms of the Infinite
had never let me go.
In the eternal embrace,
grace flows unasked,
mercy breathes without limit,
and belonging is not given
it is revealed as what we always were.
Here, separation melts,
time surrenders,
and the heart remembers:
I am forever home,
forever held
in Love’s endless arms.
— Joe Restman