Dear God

You drown her in your beauty, your grace.
Yet, of You, she sees no vision, no trace.

She worshiped and cherished You, only You
The Devil ravaged her to get even with You.

Many of Your messengers came her way.
She sent them back, powerless, in dismay.

Sweet God, forgive her, don’t let her decay.
Guide her; lead her gently your blissful way.

Seeing her kneeling naked in the wrong place,
Ruthlessly moving away from Your embrace,

You strangely emerged in person at her feet.
Telling her your are “HE”, begging her to meet.

You escorted her, only three small steps, gloriously
A vision, she was, a dream, only in Your dictionary

The Angel of Love’s arrow struck You and her,
You fell for her; You worshiped her; only her.

You flattered her destroyed soul, self and ugly shell
You kneeled at her sparkles, kissed her far from hell.

You told her, the freckles on her skin she so hated,
Haunted You like the stars in the space you guided.

You touched her soft skin and you drank her soul.
You gave her new names: Queen, Angel, Your All.

You begged for a hug, she looked at You with grief.
How could You hug a torn soul that lost her belief?

She begged you to let her float alone around her grave
Yet your Aura overwhelmed her soul in warm waves

She cannot leave the darkness of her glorious grave.
He is still waiting for His Queen at the doorstep, Slave.