If my spirit <br />was a shining tear drop <br />falling from your eye <br />I would wet the whole world. <br /> <br />Who would lift up our sadness <br />to you, <br />evaporating <br />into your arms, <br />beloved, where pain ceases <br />in the warmth and care <br />of your everlasting love? <br /> <br />How fortunate we are <br />you exist. <br /> <br />I cannot find the words <br />to thank you, <br />so the limbs of my soul offer <br />this great understatement, <br />a short poem <br />whispered in your presence.<br /><br />Ian Trousdell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awareness-i-cannot-find-the-words/
