There I am

Wherever you are, there I amMistake not, a baby's cry, as a sign of my absencenor the prisoners face, thru the barsWeep not at the outstretched beggar's handor the wounded soldier's sighI am thereCare not ,for the evil that you witness, in nature and in mancannot belay my abandonFor as sure as the spring follows the frost of winterand the sun chases the darkness of the night I am thereIn your most private momentsI sit beside youIn your grief, on your shoulders I rest my hands I touch your head as you kneel in prayerAs you walk in solitude, your hand I holdI am the witness of your lifeand wherever you are, I am there too