Agape love
The spiritual heart pulsates,
radiating potent power;
throb of rapture never abates,
drenching us in a bliss shower.
Having discarded thought flow crutch,
we now imbibe God’s love by touch,
who calls to us and we respond,
forging with Him a childlike bond.
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