Who Am I by Brian Joseph Sy

Who Am I Brian Joseph Sy

Who am I to blindly believe that I can become parcel of this sacred ground? To pretend that I am a strong wind to guide your ever sturdy wings Who am I to change this persistent blue rain? To pretend that I can wash the sorrows away from your ever beating heart Who am I to care for this mortified soul? To pretend that sanctity ascends in my figureless touch… I am none. Transcending only the littlest of existence only meager eyes could see. In the skies I plead alms to catch your merciful grace; To rescue me from this lonesome cloud of misery that I call self I am ceaselessly yours.