AFTER THE
TEARS
The years before
I knew You,
Were dark and
full of sin,
Swayed by every
passion,
My soul was dark
within.
How barren life
was then Lord,
Each passing
thrill gave way,
To even greater
emptiness,
That filled me
with dismay.
Yearning for a tender
love,
Searching
endlessly,
For someone warm
and caring,
To love me
selflessly.
The times You
called my name Lord,
I did not
recognize,
Your quiet,
gentle, loving voice,
For I preferred
the noise.
When death stole
my baby,
I sought You in my
grief,
Demanding why
You had to take
My baby girl
from me.
My God, You
stooped from heaven,
You touched my
soul Your grace,
And though my
eyes were filled with tears,
A smile lit up
my face.
30.11.1997
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