My Lord once gave me roses,
they were pretty and had a soft pick hue
He waved His hand right over
them and said: I will make them more beautiful!
They started glowing supernaturally
A glimpse of heaven is what I saw
Colorful Life abundantly
I was totally in Awe
They're shining from the inside out!
Are these for me?! I shouted out loud
Whatever He touches comes to Life.
In His Shalom we may take rest,
we do not need to strife
My Lord has wavey brown hair,
shoulders length
His clothes white linen,
like a pure spotless Lamb
I remember His smile, dazzling white
White a gaze full of Love he looked at me
and we locked eyes
Like I was the only one for Him
Yes this is how He loves us all
You were on His mind from the beginning
Will you take heed to His call?
His invitation is to become His,
for now and evermore
To live a life of Love with
The One Who Loves your soul.
Poem: 17/04/22
Esther 🜲 Newland