the Day

for my Mona


I was born of my Faith through visions and dreams,

dropped from a noose onto angel wings

that carried me home where my soul doth bring

the blood of my heart as a gift to Him

I cannot say why I've stayed here so long, 

the tests have been plenty,

I've not always been strong,

My back has been burdened,

my soul has been wronged,

the weight of His tests tho' my song

Somehow He heard me, my song as I sung

so kept me around
from the day I lay hung when I fell from the noose,

to the ground.

Ya Baha'u'llah Abha!

ldn