Stands whispering one sister to another

Little girls dressed in princess gowns staring at their serene reflections. 
Stands whispering one sister to another. 
Giggles bubble up out of their hearts and through their eyes.
The language of youth they alone understand.

They will grow up one day and make all kinds of decisions along the way.
One stands in condemnation.  The other stands alone.
Scars bubble up out of their hearts and through their eyes.
The language of failure they alone understand.

They'll look with the eyes of their heart and see Him coming in the distance.
Stands whispering one sister to another.
Hope bubbles up out of their hearts and through their eyes.
The language of grace they alone understand.

He'll give them their tears He's collected for two lifetimes and calling them by name
One stands in His palm.  The other stands alone.
Freedom bubbles up out of her heart and Fear shines through the others eyes.
The language of separation they'll never forget.