My Father

As I awoke this morning and stepped out into to the Light, a figure was before me that I couldn't really see. Blinded by the Sun, I asked who it could be. Why your father of course can you not see. With arms wide open I could feel his warmth, his love, and care for me. Where have you been I asked so boldy. In you of course was his reply. In me. How could that be? My son, it is your return to your light within that opens the door so I can come in. Always I have been with thee, just like the sun and the stars you see. Open is your heart to always see, my love for you is eternally.
Ron McKee