“You Are My Beloved” a poem from the Lord

…And it goes like this,

You were once planted as a seed— in aspiration to nurture you and watch you grow,

something so beautiful no one could sow.

A flower in the garden is my beloved.

She lays in a field of green surrounded by the other pansies.

She looks to the sun for warmth and growth; as an onlooker, a passerby, studies her like a rose, a truly glorified rose.

Yet, she is not a rose.

She is a pansy sitting among the other pansies, and even there she has flourished with no destination in goal.

The passerby takes stride, almost without saying goodbye, but something beautiful happened on the day they first said hello.

On that day, the pansy finally traveled to a place unknown, to a world where the sun always shines and the wind gently blows.

But in the blink of an eye, the sky started to cry. The sun followed the passerby, and the pansy waved goodbye. She wished this day would never end. Finally, she found a lifelong friend.

Forever will she be, yet never will she know, that she is the passerby’s beloved pansy that no one could ever sow.

A prophetic poem from the Lord.