To see is sorrow
And sorrow sees more than I.
For it saw me as child
Surfing the salty waves
The heavenly light and the musical sounds.
It saw the sunny days
The blue skies
peace’s rainbow.
It predicted my future.
The howling winds
The cold rain
The storm that will come
The lion that will roar
the blood that will be lost.
Sorrow became my eternal friend.
For an eclipse covered the light
Turning day into night
Weeks into eternity
Sorrow’s hand led me through an empty path.
It guided my shaky heart and made my soul empty.
He led to a place where God appeared.
There I left him and took the righteous path.
Sorrow is no friend of mine.
For I walk with Christ
To see is not sorrow
I see more than him