Stepping on this earth
I heard someone whispering
life is beautiful son,
make the most of it…
Living each moment separately
I realised the essence of life
lies in the gift of love.
Then someone whispered again
love is life son,
make the most of it…
Then came the times of trauma and pain
when that someone came again and said
love is nothing without pain.
Pain is the essence of life son,
don’t run away from it…
Now lying on my deathbed
waiting for my soul to depart,
I hear the voice again
holding me in his arms
closing my eyes he says softly
I’ve been sent by that someone
to tell you, your mission is over here,
you are needed somewhere else
to spread the message of love,
to make life beautiful again!