Long before my birth, my father walked,
talked with You
and before being substance You knew
all that I would do,
nothing escapes You.You are everywhere,
You do stay true
when all around me my world falls apart,
You do still live in the depths of my heart.
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written poem on belief. Thanks for posting.