If God were a poet you would be His vision,
Inscribed in honor of love’s ambition,
And written amidst His composition
Beauty is given definition.
He would write about the starlight
He created in your eyes;
And how you are the silver lining
In even the grayest skies.
He would write about the radiance
Emitting from your skin,
And how the Father placed it there
To outshine any sin.
He would write about how proud he is
Of you, His work of art,
And how truly blessed He made me
To be held within your heart.
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If God composed a symphony you would be His choir,
Striking every chord for sake of love’s desire.
And the hymns that sing from heaven, adorned in holy fire,
Are an echo of your voice; to astound and to inspire.
He made the softest summer breeze
As a mirror to your sigh,
And the coldest winter showers
In reverence as you cry.
He designed the raging rivers
To mimic as you laugh,
And breathed life into the nightingale
To sing on your behalf.
God so loved His masterpiece,
Your voice became a song.
And with loving arms He holds you
Amongst the stars where you belong.
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If God were an artist you would be His muse;
His graceful flower from bud to bloom,
And portrayed in holy gentle hue;
You are engraved forever in Eden’s womb.
You have the sweetness of a sunflower,
And the passion of a rose.
Like the petals of an orchid
Your beauty overflows.
As the iris you are elegant,
And as the daisy you are kind.
Though you are lovelier then the lotus
My love for you is blind.
Christina, to me you’re perfect,
You define our Lord’s design,
And as I am bound in your bouquet
I thank God that you are mine. |
Submission Name: If God Were A Poet...
