03/04/2026
Holy Week Creative Witness | Entry 4 | Poem
Cliff of Love
By: Bro. Charlie Ruar
I was a man wandering quiet streets of longing,
looking for a face that would feel like home.
Every smile was temporary,
every promise a passing cloud.
My heart was a traveler
that never arrived.
Then one silent moment,
no thunder, no trumpet,
just a whisper deeper than breath,
and suddenly
I met You.
It was not like meeting a stranger.
It was like remembering
someone my soul had always known.
And I fell.
Not gently, not carefully
I fell like a man slipping from the edge of a cliff,
but instead of fear
there was love.
A love so wide it frightened me.
A love so pure it burned.
For the first time in my life
my heart was not searching.
It was found.
I became obsessed with Your presence,
chasing silence just to hear You,
reading the sky like a letter,
speaking to the wind as if it carried Your voice.
People said I had changed.
They were right.
But loving You was not easy.
Because love with You
was not comfort.
It was fire.
You stripped away the things I held tightly,
the dreams I thought were mine,
the pride I wore like armor.
You led me through valleys
where prayers echoed without reply,
through nights where faith felt heavier than doubt,
through storms that shattered
the man I used to be.
There were days I thought
You had abandoned me.
But every fall
was another step deeper into You.
Every loss
was another chain breaking.
And slowly
through pain, through silence, through surrender
You rebuilt me.
Not the man I wanted to become,
but the man I was meant to be.
Stronger in spirit.
Softer in heart.
Unshaken by the world.
Now I understand.
I was searching for love in human hands,
for a heart that could hold mine forever.
But the love I needed
was never meant to be found in people.
It was waiting for me
in the arms of the One
who created my heart.
And though the road with You
has cliffs, storms, and deserts
I would fall again.
A thousand times.
Because falling into Your love
was the first time
I truly lived.
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