Let Me Be

Let me be your Covenant of peace, 

that when in anger and subliminal fears of yesterday fog into your sweet today,

I will embrace you, 

cradle you in the unforeseen treasures of my heart.

Let me be your temple, 

an ever green tomorrow filled with fields of blooming dreams and visions, that when in captive,

I may be your captain to navigate your aspiration safely on shore while the sultry sun give way to your new tomorrow  with no submission to sorrow.

Let me be your sun, 

that we may in the womb of tomorrow bear sons and daughters, 

fruits of your seeds that will be harvest to the nations, 

answered prayers of the afflicted, 

misunderstood and weathering hearts, 

that when in hunger of wisdom and knowledge they may navigate their destinies written in the palms of their hands.

Let me be your moonlight, 

that when in doubt of the present, 

I may lead you through still nights, 

past silences that blur the route of your tomorrow.

I will shine my light of serenity from the depth of my heart where you will always find your feet upon the ground, 

dread on thorns of hate, 

flames of guilt, 

ashes of words that were spoken unto you, 

used to curse the lips of those who seek to bless you...

Let be your winter, 

that when the nights are too long and cold, 

I will submit my being to you. 

Allow the warmth of my flesh to caress you gently while you rest on my chest a place you can call home, 

I will keep you under the belly of my promises to see you through trials and tribulations that when summer comes you will never find yourself in Limbo but in an oasis where your prayers are always answered, 

your praises heard 

and your song of perseverance enchanting even in the minds of the ignorant...

Let me be your spring, 

give life a whole new meaning of love, 

an affection stronger than any form of hate conflicted on your yesterday, so that you may never be a convict, cuffed and imprisoned by debtors in this world.

Let me be the sound of your pacing heart, 

move along swiftly and gradually through the change of time,

through the changes of life,

in that heavenly music parade of each others presence, 

where birds sing and flowers dance to the sound of our heart beats, 

I want to be your reason for living.

Let me be your dance, 

guide your steps on the stage of existence, 

in that when the time to fall comes, 

we'll be in each others arms forming a bond inseparable in its nature. When the time to stumble comes,

we'll be a united force illuminating in the presences of darkness that dare take the word "hope" from tomorrow, in that, there will be a communion of trust.

Let me be your man, 

strong willed, 

bed rock integrity that our seasons may compliment each other in that you may be the woman you want to be...