Riverlea International

One day with midnight prayers

And candle sticks we will march forward

With our chests pumped high

We will not sigh but sing different songs

With our eyes,

Take my hand

I would like to be…

With you.

In my being in yours when you cry

My frail heart lies with your wail

Crinkled in the veins and weathered

Butternut,

I’ll join you,

In your sorrow

I would like to be…

With you.

One day when you look back

At the crossroads we crossed

The ravines, rivers and rivulets,

We swam across

We will realise that

Our boat,

Was always there,

Waiting.

Let me remind you

I would like to be…

With you