His Love

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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

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