I never knew you, neither you me
How can it be that one can be born
Yet feel at his heart that missing piece
This yearning to know his begining in time
What was mine
What gave me this body I'm in
Is it a sin to be born in this skin
Not to ever know why to be born
Not knowing from whom you came
Whence you came, what's more to my name
Questions I asked, never an answer
Yet to know in my deepest recesses that silence will always be
For the bottomless pit of my being no one is there
To declare I'm here, my dear I'm he that you look for, I care
Yet as I can touch you and never will
As I will never hear you say my son be still
I will never know the warmth of your embrace
The rugged beauty of your face
Those strong arms to guide me from danger
Sparing me from pains that I will suffer
I will fall, falter, suffer for lack of you
I have cried in wishful hope, only if I knew
The path I've trodden, falter no few
It would so different for one moment with you
Yet A Father knows the way I should go
Promised to never give up, leave me alone
When I falter, when I fail He comes, He guides me home
I am not asking for you anymore
For the answers I expect will never come
Not in this life
He who knew me before I was conceived
Is all I have to received
My being is real cause I can feel Him deep in my soul.
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.