Seeing the light of day - even though it has ever been so

			I walk around 
			And see the promise and beauty of so many.
			In each person is a God-given beauty -
			Still there
			No matter how far away from Him they may be.

			I see so many
			And such beauty.
			How is it that I may choose?
			For in so many 
			I see at least echoes of She that I search for.
			Is this one the One?
			Or am I still waiting?
			How am I to know?

			At the start
			So little is known -
			Giving the image of purity
			And an unscarred soul.
			I know it is impossible,
			But the image of the person
			Is smoothed over with my own ignorance of them.

			As a relationship progresses
			Scars become more obvious -
			But can I still see this person as pure?
			For maybe that will be the test -
			If I can know that they have done wrong,
			Been wronged -
			But that I can forgive them -
			That they have been forgiven -
			And are still beautiful -
			Maybe even more so -
			Due to their scars -
			Then I maybe I might know that this is the One.
			But then I have to be careful
			That my judgement is not clouded 
			By a lust
			Or by the initial and blinding passion that is so frequent.

			But I continue to wonder at God,
			And continue to wait on God -
			Continuing wondering at all those I see -
			Continuing to wait on the One.

			Does this mean that I should distance myself 
			From those who I do not believe to be that One?
			No, I do not think so -
			For in discovering more,
			I may recognise more that I love -
			Or else wise -
			In which I can know more
			Of what it is that I search for.