I woke up…
You have gone
Leaving my heart with thorns
Tearing my soul, I mourn.
My heart bleeds and pleads:
“Oh, Mighty God,
please do not make me deaf
before I could answer your voices;
Please do not make me dumb
before I could say, ‘yes, I do love you’;
Please do not make me lame
before I could run into your arms;
Please do not make me blind
bBefore I could see into your eyes.”
But...
You have gone
You have passed on
But your love stays on
Day by day
Deeper and deeper
I miss you more than ever.
In my crying soul
You live forever...
London,6 January 2006
(Specially dedicated to my beloved parents and godparents…)
Iris Ixora
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-crying-soul/
