Only You

By: TytoNyctea

The first time I heard your name,

I despised it, hating You as well.

Though I had never seen You,

I felt that the being behind that name

could only be much better than myself.

For I was the traiter,

the selfish human who only wanted.

I wanted what I thought could only be given by her,

the one who claimed to be the Queen over Narnia,

She promised me a throne,

a throne beside hers.

To rule and reign,

not with love,

but malice.

She who had promised me this,

now confirmed to be a witch.

Her agreements proved to be false.

I was now a tool,

a worthless tool to break the prophecy.

A prophecy I was to be a part of.

I was alone.

The malicious, selfish, betrayer was alone.

Who could forgive, love, and ransom for me now?

You would,

You who I had hated would.

You traded places with me,

taking the death that I deserved.

You the Great Lion,

You the Creator of Narnia,

You the One who was here before the dawn of time,

The Son of the Great Emperor.

You who were innocent,

You took my position,

And yet when I look into Your eyes, there is no contempt against me.

There is only love.

How could someone like me deserve love?

After everything that I have done,

what would prove worthy enough to be loved?

I am ashamed in your presence.

Lowering my head so you don't see the face that put you to death.

But you do not care about what I have done in my past.

I raise my head,

I see your face, the beautiful face of a lion.

Only by Your power could I be loved,

could I be forgiven,

could I be ransomed.

For who would forgive a selfish traitor?

Only You,

Aslan