For when the storm ceases
and the world breathes again
I will still be here to pick up the pieces
and help numb the pain
that you feel
I will still be here with a smile
smile you have denied me for long
I will still be here with a gentle touch
and forgive every wrong
that you have done to me
For when the day is over
and the last song is sung
look around for your friends
I am afraid you shall find none
for they have their own lives to live
But my love, don’t look so forlorn
I will still be here to hold your hand
and you shall never really be alone
while I possess the last grain of sand
that is time
For when you are finally tired
of the hurt this world invariably brings
I will still be here to hold you in my arms
and wrap you within my wings
like a child
Then no evil shall touch you again
or trouble your every waking dream
the sun shall forever shine above
and I will still be here
as I have always been
For I am love
This is quite a beautiful
This is quite a beautiful love poem, somewhat elegaic in tone, but very moving---and very accurate to the experience of many---nonetheless.
Starward