Jesus

Jesus, come back, come back, come back, I thirst for you I wait for you, the love as an ocean flows from you, I feel, as the moon dappled stream flows reflecting its beauty ever, wings of service, compassion, truth, love, fighting against injustice... merge into one, you were calm, tranquil even when you face the inquisition humiliation and intimidation, when? from where? that I don't know sure I have got a soft spot for you the depth your love, a sweet breeze now touches the brain, heart, mind and soul, 7-2 BC to 30-33 AD, Roman Empire, Nazareth, Galilee, Mary... some of your traces in history, dear... commission is the God here now it makes someone to fame society admires them media supports them, I feel, tears trickle down my cheek and I thirst for you, your presence, dear... nepotism and commission play their role to decide who are the talents to get the fame real talents are neglected here marginalized here, I feel, my heart aches, aches for you, your values, compassion and love could I expect them from your followers I don't know dear could have they comprehend me I don't know dear my mind whispers and I feel the sublime joy in your memory, undiminished it is I realize being in harmony with the infinite, I feel, Jesus, come back, come back, come back, I thirst for you, I wait for you, dear, here.