Here’s an attempt of mine at simplistic poetry pertaining to Christ’s love for the Church. The setting is a couple in the middle of an argument:
It has been days, but no matter what he does she wants to stay away;
He prays for her in the morning, rubs her back to start the day;
But, no matter what he does she wants him to stay away.
She ignores his overtures, she turns with nothing to say;
She slowly exercises, and does not break a sweat;
He cleans the dishes and gets the house all set;
He says “God bless,” she mumbles back the same;
But what she meant to say, I just want you to stay away.
They both go off to do their work, both husband and wife;
He thinks about her, but she only tries to forget;
A text, a call, she doesn’t want to respond;
If it were not a sin, she would rather abscond;
But she does not like the way she’s loved and does not want to fret;
It does not seem like it can ever be fixed, this life;
She prays all day, for now just let him stay away.
The evening comes, he knows she is holding back rage;
She takes as long as possible to get home, she just can’t forgive;
This is not the sort of husband she wants, why rush back to where she lives?
He makes dinner, but he is tired and not the same;
As the Christ we reject and repeatedly tell to stay away.
How can he be like Christ? If he married Gomer he would send her away;
By the Spirit he can do all things through Christ who strengthens him to say;
I’ll keep pursuing you as my Lord who’s promises, “From you, I’ll never stay away.”