A woman who floats on the wind.
Her fire doesn’t burn me,
instead it gently soothes my soul.
Our eyes are connected,
and for one single moment,
the world stands still.
My deep slumber is interrupted,
by the fire of her worried heart.
God child, wake up”!
In earnestness her fire lights up.
In loving worry her heart burns.
Darkness is lurking in the distance,
but the Light keeps my safe.
So in the stationary time,
where Heavenly spirits meet the earth,
vigilance is a shared reality.
And in one breath,
it sets in.
The dawn breathes,
the fresh air of life,
where nightmares can’t touch me.
But the morning hasn’t arrived,
and the moon still shows the night.
There under the stars,
the Lion guards with the Lam,
and me…with my guardian angel.