My Precious, My Love, My All
Oh, my precious,
I swell in thankfulness to God
As you are
A blessing from above,
A warmth to my soul and
A delight to my heart.
My prayers are answered as
I have left
The ice fields of loneliness,
The frozen tundra with the Arctic winds and
The glaciers of distress.
My Love,
You are for me
What a breathing hole is for a seal,
What a branch is for a leopard and
What a blue sky is for an eagle.
Yes, that is what you are for me ...
My Precious, My Love, My All.
© François DulaPay

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