One of the things

I asked you to do

Was to love Me

With all your heart.

This you do

Not in your own strength.

Your body would give out,

Your mind be spent

Before ever you approached

Loving Me in a way

I give to my loved.

So tenderly and completely

I love. When you are

Shown how far my love

Reaches, stretches, plans

And takes painstaking

Measures to ensure I make

Every needed thing,

Your desires too, Come

To pass in ways that

Profit you now and

Through eternity.

This side of insanity

Is the intensity

Of focus my kind of love


Can you, flesh and blood,

Be consumed by not seen?