Writing poems
is simply an excuse
to remember You.

He knows all my thoughts.
He knows all I’ve ever done
and He loves me all the same.
What is our purpose, you ask.
It is to love like God.

I will speak of love
until you go mad
and join me
in my mad worship
of love.

How can you be a lover of love
and not be a lover of God?
It is impossible.

Find me.
Seduce me.
I want to be in love with you.

As soon as we are born
we hide God in ourselves.
We then spend our lives looking for Him
when all along, He has been concealed behind
the veil of 'I'.