We all have a loving admirer. We long for this love for a reason. We were made for it and for a world more lovely than this one. This life can only deliver the promise. Find out who your true admirer is.
He's waiting for you.
The Secret Admirer
How lovely
to receive a love letter
or be adored
discreetly from afar.
Dear God,
where is my admirer
or the serenader
with his guitar?
Rest your heart, my dear,
and listen.
My heart sings to you
from leafy balconies.
I throw you flowers
every season,
whispering, "how I love you",
with the breeze.
Be patient, my love,
and wait.
The little children
will carry my letters.
The smiles they deliver
are my own,
for no own knows
my joy better.
Close your eyes, my child,
and believe.
I am sending for you,
just as I've written.
Now follow the narrow path
no one can see,
through the small gate,
into the Kingdom I have hidden.
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