The Red Thread of Faith

On that sunny day, on top of the hill Our eyes met for the first time And a crimson bond, invisible to the naked eye Was born We met at various places like the fresh green fields and the holy church And the journey became thicker and longer And brought us closer On a new moon night, I found the courage To ask you to accompany me On an adventure To explore the vast seas and oceans You, frightened, took a step back and then another Scared of knowing the unknown And ran away, leaving me unanswered A hundred years passed Still on the same coast, on the same boat I wait; Waiting to hold your hand