i am lost. But they say, one who is lost
is ultimately found. Be it here.
Or there. I will be found.
by you. You will catch me
red handed on a faith
that is lost like a sheep
and you shall come with
your staff and call me
by my name. You say
You are mine. You are my long
lost child. And you embrace me.
Like the way my
father once embraced me.
and i will cry. and i will be
comforted. You tell me again
You love me. I love you.
Then we walk hand in hand.
And then so weary
i get tired. and then you pick
me up and hold me with
your arms. and then you carry
me.
and then i fall asleep.
and dream of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem