You are my poem, my work of art.
Why do you scrutinize your face
With anxious eyes and troubled heart?
I yearn to set you in my place
That day I formed you in a cell
When you were but a dream away.
The truth is that I planned you well;
Each molecule of DNA
Would be fulfillment of my dream.
Your eyes reflect the world at dawn,
Rose petal soft your skin, like cream.
I find you fair to look upon.
Iíve watched you move from place to place
And learn so well you made me proud.
I leaped for joy when you found grace;
The angels heard me cry out loud.
Now my concern is for your soul,
That part of you that is not seen.
Oh, how I long to make it whole;
To see it sparkle pure and clean.
So rise and don your finest clothes,
Follow the path that I have trod,
Become the likeness that I chose.
Yes, be my child--I am your God.
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