I see the Golden beauty of fire
And leans to touch it wit hands bare;
Pulls me back a voice in me,
A spirit of love with Angels' speech-
"Just think of me before you venture,
And I'll guide you with care, out of danger."
I gaze within me to search for the spirit,
And finds within me your caring soul.
I realize that moment- we are not two,
You are myself, My Guardian Angel,
Whom I call my mother, My World!!!