Your parents are not yours,
Neither your friends and lovers are,
The one who is truly yours,
Is the power within you heart,
He is our creator, the one who we call God.

Not to our body, but he is parent to our soul,
Our one and only when no one's close,
He is the one who never abondends us,
He is the one, our last hope.

One day, when you be left alone,
With no parents and friend,
He would still be there,
Holding your hands,
With love and care.

He is not in any religion,
Not either in any books,
He is there in your heart.

Don't go to him,
When no one comes to you,
Go to him when your happiness is on peak,
And when you are dismayed too deep.
I promise, he would understand,
Because he is one who knows you real.


© htk