will I be still the bottom of your bed
upon which you had the heaviest suffering being sad
can I still uphold the shoulders of your deep sadness?
am I still be so strong to be
the embodiment of your life
the wrapped arms of your burden
the warmth of your coldness
the breath of your sighs
am I really be able to be
the atmosphere
when you are near
to be living again
then
will I have still the voice and power
to sing my song for you
just for you with that refrain
in the midst of night again?
will I still be able to sing
so that you’ll not be so sad again?
the situations were hopeless, baby
the monsoon was on its peak
the rivers were overflowing, maybe
you did not know, but
hunger was everywhere
now I’lltell you the truth, my love
and nothing but the truth
indeed the Lord was and still IS in my life
during my entire life in all my strife
baby, I’ll read you that poetry sublime
about the poet who writes about food
he’d never be hungry again
he’d never have to grind
to break or crush the nuts
yes, the Lord is still in my life
I’ve got the richest blessings during my strife
so I can assure you, baby
that
I am still the bottom of your bed
the handle of your doors
the candle of your fires
I am still………….
the embodiment of your desires….
be blessed, my dear
the Lord is still with me and thee
miracles still are, they haven’t gone
just pray, and praise Him as The Only One….
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© SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN-
AD. Friday the 15th February 2019-
@ 16.32 hrs. P.M. West-European Time.