Closed Forever II

I stand on the outside looking in ~
Through the rain spattered window.
That which I see on the other side...
Forever out of reach.

As I turn away, to continue walking,
Unmindful of the chill wind, whipping
Around me, and the drops of rain,
Stabbing at me, as they mingle with,
Then wash away, all traces of my
Tears.

Mindless of the people scurrying
Past, or the occasional bumps of
Others in their rush to stay dry...
My feet continue to carry me onward,
And I am unaware of the one who
Follows... at a distance.

The sound of the surf now pounds
In my ears, as I approach the craggy
Outcropping of rocks... looking as
Obsidian against the gray sky.
The rain has made the surface slick
Like glass.. and the wind threatens
To pick me up.

The churning water now beneath
Me; the one who followed, who
Made sure to remain at a distance,
Calls out to me in a voice raised...
Raised so to be heard above the
Waves and the wind.

Turning at the voice, I see... Him...
Standing but a few steps away.
Raising His arms in supplication...
He stands... inviting me, urging me
To come to Him and be enfolded
Within his warm embrace.