Pappa

To My Loved Ones part 3 of 3. Written to family members shortly before moving abroad, and having to leave them behind.

Blessings beyond number rain onto me.

I am soaked in fortune, grow ripe with promise,

for your love flows in endless abundancy.

 

Roots run deep, my bold reach grows wide and free.

What wind could break me? My strength cannot wither, the storm is bliss.

Blessings beyond number rain onto me.

 

On your shoulders I stand, I tower. I see

all that is against me, though I will not shake. I find strength in the abyss,

for your love flows in endless abundancy.

 

Your role is one of such complexity;

A father, a mentor, confidant, friend, not a single pillar counted amiss.

Blessings beyond number rain onto me.

 

Your arms around me as we rhythmically

dance through life, songs blooming from our heart. Your presence renders me joyous,

for your love flows in endless abundancy.

 

When doubt washes over me like the sea

I will not drown, I stay afloat. Through you I soar above the crisis. 

Blessings beyond number rain onto me

for your love flows in endless abundancy.