Lord Here I Come... Poem by Antonio Liao

my soul
vow in your prestige
honor Lord,
cripple and wary, sweat hold
my breath and
fear of thirst in your blessing
of forgiveness, now behold,
the sun rise in
the morning midst
where I offer my destiny

come adore
my presence, the light
that cried beyond the pedestal
of fame; joy but trouble in
the abundance of faded silver,
await dear Lord
God, all are just nothing
to capture except the
mighty light glitter in the dawning
bloom of the
ended day of forever glow

tie my mighty hour
of soft and smooth speed
of light, Lord thy spirit comes
in my journey of
eternity