He is a brother of the moon,
A Messenger of the Light;
He shares my joy in the day,
Holds me in the crying night.
He has warm wings when I'm cold
To cradle me like a child;
His breath is happy memories,
His touch--loving and mild.
He has the pure heart of an angel,
The giving soul of a lover;
The guileless honesty of an animal,
And selfless loyalty of a mother.
His domain is all the Sky,
The soothing Seas fill his heart;
His work is his love
And his love is his art.
I sense him mostly at night
When I'm silent and alone;
He comes to smile and sit with me
To make me feel at home.
He takes me in his arms
When he knows that I will fall;
I am protected because he's strong,
I am lifted high because he's tall.
He's always close when I need him
And he is never too far away;
When I'm confused, afraid, or shaken,
He takes my hands in his to pray.
But he knows that I am strong,
He knows how hard I'm trying;
That is why he's here with me--
To help me keep on flying. |