Here and there

From whence I came, therefore I go. 
For when I was, i'll never know.
For whom I came, I soon shall see
And when we meet, I'll bow on both knees

For it's not my time, but soon enough
For it's not my chime, the angels have sung
For it's not my heart, that is longed to keep
And where we meet, I shall kiss your feet

For my life is my own, until handed to you
For my soul is red, stained by my due
For my journey is at end, 
For you I lived,
And now in death, I live again.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A very nice well rhyming poem...:).................