Tug

We were sent to lead others by the heart
A gentle tug on your heartstrings from the start
Need I remind you of our divine devotion?
For this, I expect a promotion

The loss we feel, when intended for others
Who are we to our sisters and brothers
When the gain we obtain is not of this world
And our hearts intentions become unfurled

Love is my devotion to you my dear
Even beyond death I cannot disappear
The gift that was given I cannot take back
My impartiality is not something I lack

I lifted up my intentions like incense to God
A subtle prayer, not expecting any to applaud
It reaches His throne and He calls me forward
As I stand before Him bearing His Word

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