You ask me what God whispered
to me when I first met you
He did not tell me that you are
the one for me
He never told me that you'd
be happy with me
But he whispered gently
into my willing ears...
That you are the rarest and the
purest gem he ever made
That he once threw you into
the hellfire of a dark agony
That he again dug you up
from its deep mines of despair
That he cut and chiseled you
many a time with cruel knives of fate
That he put you through the
hottest furnace of all of hell's fire
And then he gently bathed you with
the waters of his compassionate tears
And he lovingly polished you with
the blessings of his tender hands
And smoothed the lines of sadness
he'd etched on to your withered soul
And breathed a new life into you
and made you whole once again
And then he scooped up all of nature's
beauty to adorn you abundantly
He whispered he's a bit tired now
And needs to rest awhile
He wants me to bring the spring
and sunshine back into your lonely life
He wants me to bring the shine and
sparkle back to your lotus eyes
He wants me to paint the rainbow colors
once more on your lovely cheeks
He wants me to hold you close to my
heart and waltz you through the skies
He wants me to smell the Jasmine
fragrance of your intoxicating breath
He wants me to kiss your drowsy lips
and make them quiver with hope
He wants me to give you a bouquet
full of dew-drenched fresh pink roses...
And then kneel down and tell you
That I'll love you ETERNALLY!
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Published in the anthology
"A Bouquet Of Verse' Vol 3
by Ardus Publications, Canada (2017)
Sunday, December 8, 2019
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