In our dark bedroom
where I am laying awake
you do creep into my prayers,
as if I only want you to be with me.
All of the other things
that I do usually tell to God
are suddenly gone out of my thoughts,
when I do bring you to His care.
The night passes cold
where peaceful you do sleep next to me
and I do know that God is present,
do come unexpectedly with answers
when I do discuss my day with Him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem