God’s Tears Made the Oceans
Yet still we hurt him
God’s Tears Made the Oceans
God’s tears filled the oceans wide,
A love that mourned, a grief denied.
Each drop a sorrow, deep and true,
Yet still, we wound—still, we undo.
He shaped the stars with tender hand,
He breathed on dust and called it man.
Yet we, ungrateful, twist the knife,
Defy His love, reject His light.
The waters rise, the heavens grieve,
Still, He stays—He does not leave.
But how much pain must mercy bear,
Before we learn to love and care?
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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Comments (4)
Exactly, what a poem to share.
The world needs to listen to this.
Fantastic work. Wonderful poem!
And my tears made the rivers and lakes. Fantastic work. Wonderful poem!