God's Love is like a rose
And like its petals,
The beauty of His love unfolds.
With my heart being torn,
I've been cut by many thorns;
Although I started to bleed,
It's the way to get to Him
in order to find me.
Roses are red,
Behold, all things have become new,
Every word He said is true,
And it's because His Love is in bloom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wykeshia, such a fine spiritual poem....10++++