Counting drops of rain and grains of sand.....

So here I am again,
Counting the drops of rain.

You are the one who inspires me,
You're the white light I wake up and see.

I pray to you for strength to face life,
I look at your pictures and take on strife.

I sing songs hoping you'll hear my voice,
And grant me the wishes of my choice.

I am still weak, but stronger to prove something,
I still weep, and besides you I'm scared of nothing.

You taught me the subtleties of simplicity,
And the reward of hard labor implicitly.

All men seek to unite with God in Heaven,
You're my God, forgive my sins and let me pass through the Gates of Heaven.

If you feel you're not strong enough,
I'll die, not blackmailing, not a bluff.

Not physically perhaps, yes maybe,
You're the island, and this life is the sea,

I will try not to drown,
But the sharks are pulling me down.

I do not ask you to rescue me at the risk of your own life
It is up to you to decide if I am, or I am not your wife.