His Golden Throne

His Golden Throne

There on His Golden Throne…
He sat and Wondered all through Day and Night…
Why all of His Creation does not think of Him…
As much as I think of You All the Time…

There on His Golden Throne…
I asked Him to take away All Your Worries and Pain…
And Give You all the Happiness and Joy…
And wish You Good Morning Every Morning…

He Gazed Down from His Golden Throne…
Upon All His Creation and reflected…
At least One of His Creations Loves One of His Other Creation…
So much …..and He was Happy…

From His Throne He whispered…
Do not worry My Creation…
For there is a small Corner for You in My Other Creation…
I know it… You know it… your Love knows it…

The Golden Arches

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He, on His Golden Throne will be Pleased…
To hear the Music of Our Eternal Love…
For I am the Voice and You are My Song…
Hold My Hand and Forever with Me walk along.

On His Golden Throne I said to Him…
O’ how I wish that the Cloud of Your Love Floats off…
In the cool Blue Sky…
And Descends on Me like a Sweet Rain of Love…

Life has been like continually shaking Hands…
With a Glove from which the Hand has been Withdrawn…
Soon It won’t be that way He Said from His Golden Throne…
On a bright new Good Morning…

Looking up to His Golden throne I asked Him,,,
I want her so much ….when will She want me that much…
Smiling He said…
Soon there will be a bright Good Morning…

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