Divine

The Lord, My Lord  
Gave me a poem  
He commanded,  
Pick up thy pen and write  
Verily I say unto you  
I will put my words in your mouth  
I will give rhythm to your heart  
And I will etch my rhyme deep in your mind  
So, faithful and obedient
I dipped my pen in the blood of His Son  
And began to write the words He gave me  
"Peace . . . and Love.  Long Suffering . . . and Forgiveness."  
And when I had written these words  
A smile came upon my face  
For this is the poem of the life I live.