I'm coming home to the One that loved me the most.
I'm coming home to the One who always held me so close.
The One that loved me no matter what I did.
I'm coming home, coming home, coming home.
My eye's feel so heavy and a darkness abounds.
A movie before me of all I lost but more importantly found.
At times I really felt I knew it all.
But I never ever knew a thing.
And now a hand touches me that makes my spirit sing.
My breath is short, my pulse is racing.
But I don't feel any fear.
For I feel a love descend, from far away but has always been near.
But I guess I still don't know a thing.
His eye's look upon me and my soul starts to sing.
And now I know my time is done, and everything is so clear.
I lived my life in shadows till you, and now have to leave one I hold so dear.
I guess you taught me some things.
Can you hear that, yeah, you taught my heart to sing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the juxtapositions you make good use of. Love turns everyone upside down and inside out, I guess. Thank you for sharing this.