By Semira Dikova

 By Semira Dikova

By Isabella Fischer on Unsplash

                      

It is cold, so lonely, and sometimes 

I feel like drowning,

mumbling voices laughing at me, 

they still whisper to me

restless, terrifying, soundless but loud, 

proud but without any control over me

Foto von tony wallström auf Unsplash

Your love, o Lord, it saves

 

Your care, my Lord, portraits 

the meaning of my existence

I am trying but without persistence

To be worthy, to be saved 

To love all things you made

Foto von Gabriele Agrillo auf Unsplash

So here I am, a sinner

I am glad to see things clearer

Cause’ no matter what I face:

I belong to you and no one else

Foto von Isabella Fischer auf Unsplash

Portrait of meaning

By Semira Dikova