Thursday, October 30, 2014


You may offer her diamonds,
You may offer her your body,
You may offer her your time and attention,
Yet she is dissatisfied,
Yet she frowns.

Don't weep, dear one,
You are not her salvation.
Her soul must find its way to Him
For her to smile.

Don't weep, dear one,
She is not your salvation.
Guide your soul to find its way to Him.
Then your heart will sigh in relief.

Walking on the same path,
You and she, too, will smile:
You are going home together
Soul children of the same Father.

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