A Touch Of Love Poem by Gladys Brown Prince

When love immortal from above
Looks down on man with tender love
He saw him there perched like a dove
So puzzled of his first love lost
And wondered how much time had passed

From everlasting beauty undefiled
He found himself now fully beguiled
The shame despair and agony felt
He knew not that he could have knelt
Remorse sets in right under his belt

He knew right then that he had default
The sincere design of the human heart
He sought for leaves from a special tree
To see if he from guilt could be free
But with dismay from it he couldn't flee

With shamefacedness among the trees
The sweet sound of that gentle breeze
Brought memories of those foregone days
When garden life was not a maze
How sweet life was and now just a haze

Man tried to gaze into God's eyes
But found out now he seeks disguise
He wondered what would make him die
When he'd been given the whole earth to spy
And now no place to even cry

He sought the love he once had known
But found that now he's on his own
The pain could he have ‘fore discern
Would hinder what he now disdain
And from his action now must learn

The touch of love is from above
The price paid by the Savior's blood
And all who look to Him by faith
Will enter with Him through the gate
Where the bliss of eternity waits



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