Unworthy...

Who am I?
That I may touch you?
Were you here...
Could I embrace you?
As dearest friend?
As brother?
As father?
Falling on my face instead
I'll kiss your feet...
Unworthy even of this
With tear-filled eyes
I kiss the ground...
Who am I?
That I may touch you?
I am lowly.
I am dirty.
I do not dare.