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Mortal Angel
An Angel?
Could it be?
i sit and think of all the things He has told me,
He just "knew" and all i had to do was believe.
Trust a complete Stranger?
Impart to Him my deepest secrets?
i must be crazy.
Yes utterly nuts.
And yet i find myself drawn in once more by His intoxicating presence.
He knows the truth always.
He sees through my many masks and faces.
Knows what is best for me even before i do.
Says all the right things.
Even those that i often wish not to hear.
i can feel His love so unconditionally.
The words He spoke to me,
those of my destiny.
Always they hint at a greatness to come.
And all i must ever do He says, is believe.
He fills me with sunshine and warmth.
A love unlike any i have ever known.
Baring my heart with blind trust.
Such a foreign concept.
And yet i find such comfort in this act.
Can this Man be but a mere mortal?
i search my heart deep.
i send my spirit on a quest.
i tell it to search high and low, into past the future.
Look hard find the betrayal for no mortal Man can be without one.
My spirit returns empty handed.
And once more i can do nothing but believe.
Believe that Gaia hath truly gifted me.
A gift i could never put a value to,
for no price, or attempt can be made to weight it's worth.
And i find when i look that not all angels have wings, nor halos.
i find that my Angel is indeed mortal.
But power He doth have.
The power W/we have come to call love.
He is my Master.
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