God is so jealous and so strict
A lover that He permits none
To mess around with His great
Compassionate heart
When He loves you but you love
Somebody or something else better
He withdraws His hedge of protection
And allows standby devourers to perish
The object of your misplaced affection
So you can get back to your right senses
To love Him, your first, more than others
And only then shall you be restored.
(C) Chris Jibero.2010.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Yes! I agree, through having experienced the temptation of 'mortals'... thank you for this beautiful poem. Ruth