Love Unconditional

Steadily God tiptoed into my heart,
And I prostrated, as He welcomed me with open arms;
Unconditional love, I then experienced.
Pure of mind, Pure of heart,
Purest of all.

He needed not I,
But I needed Him;
He loved me still,
But I not Him;

I claimed that He I loved most,
Followed by Prophet and kinsfolk.
Loving Him meant obedience and humility,
Virtues I dispelled as mere mediocrity.

It took me not long to repent,
And bid adieu to my unhealthy core.
Hypocrisy my heart did harvest,
And Satan I did befriend,
It took us not long to part,
For God soon made me,
Pure of heart.

It grieves me now to see,
That I longed for none but illusion;
A spiritual ill,
An incorrect conclusion.

The life I once treasured
Is buried in the past,
Now that I submit my soul to His Grace,
I feel so small,
For a repeat offender,
I surely was.

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