Fathers are like the ocean,
Vast deep, strong in motion...

In the reflection of divine light, I stand,
A child of God, created by His hand...

In distant realms where love's elusive gleams,
I search for traces of what once was true...

In the morn of days, when time was but young,
God’s gentle hands beheld, creation sung...

In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong,
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs...

In shadows cast by youthful fears,
A tale of lessons learned through tears...

In ymest depths, a yearning doth enfold,
An unseeded love, a tale yet untold...

Amidst war's guilt, in solitude I tread,
Where envy's venom seeps into my core...

In your smile, a sparkling gem, you shone so...
A beauty, a vision, a radiant light...

In the depths of my soul, I beg forgiveness,
For I know not the extent of the hurt I caused...