The Worth Of Knowing

One day there will be no space between us. 
No downcast eyes. 
No attempt to hide parts of myself.
No hesitancy in affection. 
No restricting hope with fear of disappointment. 
No brokenness pieced together. 
Only every broken thing made new. 
No shadows. 
Only joyful fullness. 
No more thirst. 
Only the satisfying quenching of it.   
You abiding in me. Me abiding in You. 
You will be mine. I will be Yours.
Glorious never-ending withness.