My heart is dying
This mind is so polluted
My body is going to collapse
And I don't see
I wish I could see You
But like the sun,
No one can look at You and all of You
Reveal Yourself to my eyes
I wish I could fell You right now
But like a majestic river,
I need to find You first
Don't hide Your touch from me
My heart loses its passions
And turns to other things
My mind thinks of other things
And forgets its passions
My body doesn't feel
The touch of life
And like a person
You come to me
Son, be my heart
You beat life never-endingly
Father, be my mind
You've planned and done so much
Breath, be my body
You drive countless blessings
The body of a christian
Is composed of many things
But lets pray that we have
A heart, mind, and a body
We were put on this Earth
But do not belong to it
We do not conform
So be a new self
Take this unusable everything
And live in it, so it can live
For and with You forever
And be used
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I wrote this a couple days before the post below. I was thinking about how God can be compared to a body, and I thought that that was such a beautiful thing that I decided to make a poem about it.
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