His eyes burn into our souls,
solar flares exploding
into the atmosphere of love.
His hands emit sunbeams
lighting the path of those
who so faithfully follow Him.
His body has a heavenly glow;
the rays of His mercy reach
even through stormy skies.
His words are enough to melt
the hardened souls of man
with their encompassing glory.
His power surpasses His enemies
whom He throws into the fiery
lake of smoldering sulfur.
Your use of metaphor is amazing and, as always, the poem is brilliant. You are certainly a great example of poetic ability.
Starward