Saturday 2 May 2009

Vision

I had a vision,
vision of a friend, a companion.

He who holds my hand,
and guides me through the winding lanes of life.

He who chides me,
chides me for my follies.

He who listens to me,
listens patiently to all I have to say.

He who cares for me,
cares like I'm his child.

He who owns me,
owns me with all his love.

He who treasures me,
treasures me like I'm his rare gift.

He who ignores me,
ignores me like I'm his own self.

He who is himself,
like he is with no one else.

All this and so much more,
I found in you dear stranger.
Stranger when you walked into my life,
like an alien out from my dreams.
Slowly the alien evolved,
evolved to become the reality of my vision.

Now you are my habit,
a habit I can't shirk off.

Now I'm your secret,
a secret you wouldn't share.

Now you are my self,
a self that reflects me.

Now I'm your shield,
a shield as good as your skin.

Stay my angel dear,
forever with me this way,
Heaven is near,
if you guide me all this way.