Freedom Is How God Loves Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Pure love, ifs nor buts, be His law,
His heart heaves if ye love in faith,
For, compassion dwells in His maw,
The world of God's built on no math.
Nor He's worried ye broke some law,
Nor yet ever frets if ye err,
God's glad you're good though no one saw,
The field furrowed by you is fair.
Not the sinner, He sulks at sin—
Even those that might errant turn,
He wants His way-farers to win,
And freely lets them err and learn.
In content He coos like a dove,
For, freedom's the way He shows love.
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Sonnets | 12.05.18 |