Nothing Makes Me Tremble, Lord
by
Cristina Lipp
copyright 10-07-2002
Age Rating: 16 to 127
A close friend is departing
to the other side of the world.
Friends gather around with tearful eyes
As they bid their sad goodbyes.
I look at them unshaken
And wonder what should I say?
When I can't relate to their sorrow
So I silently walk away.
‘Cause nothing makes me tremble, Lord;
And nothing makes me cry.
It seems as though my tears were dried
On the day my mother died.
A burial for a soldier;
A salute to "King Death" with guns.
The silence pierced by a weeping sound
As I silently looked around.
‘Cause I felt no sad sensation, Lord.
No -- I felt no desire to cry.
How I wished my eyes were as wet as theirs;
But I touched them and they were dry.
No .. nothing makes me tremble, Lord;
And nothing makes me cry.
It seems like my tears were washed away
On the day my mother died.
But oftentimes in solitude I think of her and I cry;
And the tears which so quickly leap to my eyes
Are the ones I'd prefer to hide.
‘Cause it's sad to consume in self-pity, yes
And I shouldn't remember with pain.
But I'm glad to find out that I still have tears.
Now, I praise God and bless His name.
As nothing could make me tremble, Lord
And nothing could make me cry.
I felt all my tears were dried that day
As I stood there and watched her die!
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Like others, speechless. I know the feeling so very well... There was a time in my life I was totaly devoid of feelings. I could not cry, laugh... anything. This piece is a classic. Thanks for it.
bob
I can relate with your feelings as well as your loss, since I lost my father this past year. I wrote a little tribute to him, My Hero, which I'll post in tribute to your loss.