He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

Divine Revelation

Like tearing petals off a flower,
His love changes with the winds.

It depends on how I feel;
some days it’s a hurricane,
others just a breeze.

But I forgot when He said
that His love is constant
and unchanging.

Nothing I do can
make it grow
or make it wither.

But he wants my love for Him
to blossom
as I lean on his Son,
rooted in the soil of His word.

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