WHEN
When I can’t with my body, when I can’t even see I feel you, even if you are not. When sorrow becomes beautiful, when joy overflows me. Even if you’re not here, I feel your blessing
When I can’t with my body, when I can’t even see I feel you, even if you are not. When sorrow becomes beautiful, when joy overflows me. Even if you’re not here, I feel your blessing
Alone, at 7 in the morning, when I’m ready to go to bed, I realize that you have always been lacking in it.