I walked blindly in the night
with no hope of seeing spiritual light

Until my beloved appeared with her insight

She called unto me so lovingly
"Come my beloved take my hand walk with me and let me show you your plight

My beloved, you are quite clever in your search for love
Yet, often refuse to see, it all comes from the heavens above

You think you can choose beauty and what may appeal
Yet, refuse to accept that which can heal

You design an ideal image of what may seem real
Yet, true love and beauty is often concealed

You chase after dreams yet, not everything you see flows so gently down the streams

Your search for truth always questioning the proof
It could hit you on the side of your head and still you cry alone in your bed

My beloved I come to you in many beautiful forms I try to reach you that don't follow the norms
In your stubborn denial I still come to you in my usual style

You ask for my guidance and you place false hindrance to your own demise then push away the truth for a song and dance

Yet, its only a matter of time you come crying and whining with your thoughts of me sublime

Such a fool you are like a shooting star I know who you are

Yet, do you know who I am when you are stuck in a jam?
You call unto me with your songs of joy and misery
Asking for meaning to life's mysteries
You cry unto me for all the ills of the world you made in the hope that love will not fade

How many times when convenient you forgot about me but, suddenly remember with life's adversities?

I could send you many in my behalf and offer you a rod or staff
Yet, in your stubborn ways you still walk in a haze

Just remember I am always here for you til the end of days