Dry Your Tears

As I am sitting on the top of the mountain, Wondering will I ever fit anywhere in. A heart filled with pain. Your soul is in despair. Because love slip out of your hands, Time, and time again. Suddenly a mighty voice is speaking. “My child, do you really think this world belongs to you and me?” I might have created it many years ago. But soon I will come and take you home. You are only visiting for a while, Being an earthly guess. Soon you will close your eyes, While your body will be put to rest. But the good news is, Where I am taking you, life begins. No more pain and suffering, But a life filled with endless love. A pretty rose in my garden you will be. Blossoming eternally. Dry your tears my precious gem, I am here. Hold on to my promise dear. No more heartache and pain, But blessings, abundantly.