His Love

I Saw A Man Standing In Darkness,

 I Saw His Light

I Saw His Strength 

I Saw His Wisdom

I Saw His Love

This Man, He Exited His Coach

I Saw His Armor

Felt His Light

Felt His Strength 

I Heard His Wisdom

Most of All I Felt, His Love

This Same Man

He Needed His Darkened Armor

 To Protected His Light, 

As So He Needed His Strength and Wisdom,

 To Protect His Love

He Knew Not What His Love Was

 'Til He Met My Darkness 

'Til He Saw My Light

He Knew Nothing Of My Strength Nor My Wisdom 

He Did Not Know That I Was His Divine Guardian, 

He Did Not Know I Would I Protect His Love 

Using My Wisdom and My Strength

He Did Not Know I Would Teach Him, 

His Gifts Are The Same As Mine

 ( this was my lesson as much as it was his)

I Felt His Fear, His Uncertainty, 

He Ran,

 He Cloaked In The Guise of A Barbarian 

Not Because He Was A Coward,

(very much the warrior)

Uncertainty and Fear

He Cloaked In The Guise of A Barbarian 

His Complex Mind Analyzed

 In The Guise of A Barbarian

He Did Not Understand Simplicity of Synchronicity

 In The Guise of A Barbarian

He Analyzed and Investigated Simplicity

 In The Guise of A Barbarian...he hid

No One Taught Him To Accept and Understand The Explainable

Sometimes You Just Don't Have The Answers 

Sometimes There Are No Answers

My Dream and Prayer

 For This Man, For This Warrior,

 For This Barbarian, For This Merciless Archangel of God 

Is That When He Removes His Cloak, When He Removes His Armor.

That He Will Stop 

And Look To The Sun, 

To The Moon

 And The Stars 

And Say "Okay" "This Is Me"

I Can Remove This Armor of Darkness , This Cloak Of Fear 

And Breathe

I Know His Story Because, 

He Is A Reflection Of Me

             
             Dannie