A rough metaphor
A rough metaphor
Love personified You’ve been called,
God in human form and it’s heart-stirring
to view the beauty of Your young flesh
and the majesty of Your latter years.
Yet, one day we shall move beyond
that flesh and beauty, that majesty,
to see You as You really are.
Love’s personification and incarnation
is but a rough metaphor, a comely veil
to be removed, the scales dropped
before we can behold the imperceptible Mystery
which binds us to That of which God is made.
O child of God, gaze upon the perfect human
and steal a glimpse of Love divine.
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