Beloved Mortal

My Take

DiVoran Lites

I call you beloved. Dear you are mine.

I love you. I need you. You are so fine.

I call you mortal ‘cause human you are.

Each time you follow, I send you a star.

Together we conquer sadness and pain.

When it’s all over, our bond will remain.

I’ll never leave or forsake you, that’s sure.

For all your troubles, dear, I have the cure.

Look for my tangible work in your world.

Inside your soul flies my spirit unfurled.

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Tags: Christian Poetry, Poem, Poetry