Here I live on Earth,
for something much more.
Something for which I'd fight
and even die for.
This certain Existence,
always seems so distant,
yet is and always will be
forever persistent.
A power that makes
me fight the great fight.
A God who's mere presence,
makes my heart contrite.
He gives me this feeling,
that I cannot contain.
Making my wrongful intentions,
become abstained.
His own will He gives,
for me to uphold,
and in return,
I give Him my life to mold.
He has every right,
to shape my spirit,
and I'll make sure when He's done,
others can hear it.
He makes me alive,
and thrive,
for something more
in this life.
I'll forever be His,
and He'll forever be mine.
And though my life's path is twisted,
with His path it is intertwined.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem