You where there inside with me,
From the very time I was just a fluid.
You feed me from the world that
no food can be cooked.
And you Lord put the breathe into me, of which I never knew where it starts.

From day to day, and time to time, you visit me in the dark world, you didn't stop till it was that faithful time, you hold my hand and introduce my nose to the oxygen.

I cried, because the last time you gisted me, remain in the womb.
God you place me on her arm, that faithful woman who works with you.

You still walk with me in war and pain, speaking to me and preparing me.
You send the living Angel whom you have for my mission, she is my mother.


© Mabior Isaiah