Like the fresh waters
Of Lake Malawi,
Your heart is pure to
Store my homeless heart.

Like the Kalahari Desert
That is desperate for
Trees, my heart is lonely
Without your existence.

Like a Bible that is flooded
With wisdom, your love
Is full of a feeling of love
To chase away the sadness
In my heart.

Like a baby that cries
To settle in its mother’s
Arms, my heart yearns to
Kiss every corner of
Your love.

For no man is an
Island – I can not
Survive without your