It started as a crack
When Hearts break the world crumbles in place
A shattered heart, a mountain tumbles
Her love was fickle; she never stayed her ground
She left The King for many new Suitors
Causing rips and the ground to crumple
The world reflected the Kings Heart.
A constant struggle
Her lovers were never loyal
Leaving her naked and wholly uncovered
Still, The Kings love never wavered
He willingly, let her wonder
“She herself would have to decide”
To never leave and cease the worlds current plunder
A reflection of His grace, The King, and his bride
Hence this world and the putrefaction of this place.
Mountains part and the deep, vast oceans sway
Sweeping land, oh what a punishment of a place
What will remain?
Till the bride seeks Her Kings face
Vowing Her love and abiding in His grace
To love The King
Her Kings love has yet to cease
He’s Kind, Gentle and Meek
Patient, and never loses Peace
A Long Suffering King
Forever Joyful; He Sings
Calling His bride, to his feet
Pleading Her Cause; exuding a pragma kind of Love.
Calling her to amend her past
The King has made a decree
If you love me, come, and let your lovers be
Follow my straight and Narrow path
No longer waiver
Abide in Me and I in you, and I shall direct thy path.
Ode to Joy and Peace
No longer carving valleys, grand canyons, cracks, and crepes.
My Precious Bride;
Come forth so this world can cease its cry!
Now here is my Prompt insperation. Plase feel free to tell me how I did, and also where you would have personally taken the promt.
This story just suddelny came to me as I was on my laptop scrolling through pinterest.
This is beautiful poetry!