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Anita_a Posted 21 years ago
I Came To You...
I came to you o God
To beg a lot from you
I stand before your door
To have a glimpse of You.
Angels are demurring
My entrée to your abode
All my love for You
Is plundered by them
I am bankrupt again.
To beg a lot from you
I stand before your door
To have a glimpse of You.
Angels are demurring
My entrée to your abode
All my love for You
Is plundered by them
I am bankrupt again.
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How do angels plunder your love? They radiate the love of *** with complete transparency. Love the opening lines. Intrigued by what the last few lines mean.
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It means that the angels' love for *** is so much that my love is hidden.....
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This is an intriguing line and thought:
'My entrée to your abode'
'Abode' is quite a traditional word to find, in religious poetry (often rhymed with '***'); but 'entrée' makes it new again.
MrP
'My entrée to your abode'
'Abode' is quite a traditional word to find, in religious poetry (often rhymed with '***'); but 'entrée' makes it new again.
MrP
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