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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1943931
Something that is watching over me, a true Gaurdian.

The Guardian

In the darkest hour,
I felt my heart bleed.
When my thoughts turn most sour,
Her words I will heed.

Swiftly she flies,
High overhead.
She can peer in your eyes,
Without a word said.

With a snap of her wings,
She comes to the ground.
I'd never seen such a thing,
My heart started to pound.

I stood in awe of her so fair,
So close I could touch.
The fact that I was there,
Did not matter much.

So I thought I may take the chance,
To ask a question aloud.
Our eyes locked into a trance,
I fell under her shroud.

On the wisps of the wind,
Her voice in my ear.
I thought I had sinned,
That's why she is here.

Do not run and do not flee,
For I have come to you.
At the time of your need,
So you may see it through.

The answer to your question,
Is on the tip of your tongue.
Give me your affection,
And I shall see that it is done.

Now give me your sadness,
And dry up your tears.
I'll take away your madness,
And calm all of your fears.

When you need me the most,
Look up to the sky.
For I am your host,
When you wish you would die.

When you don't need me here,
I'll be watching over your life.
Until the end of your years,
I'll guide you away from strife.

The answer is within you,
And the time has come.
Your perspective is new,
Your troubles undone.

Now I must leave,
So she leapt from the earth.
With her wing on the breeze,
She left no mark on the dirt.

My guardian has left,
As fast as she came.
Her movements so swift,
Much height did she gain.

There in the garden,
She is soaring above.
Watching over the warden,
She professes to love.

I remember in my mind,
As I see her fly over.
She has my behind,
No more looking over my shoulder.

In the eternal garden of peace,
That's where she resides.
Looking upon my face,
From all different sides.

My friend the red tailed hawk,
I will surely see you again.
While I'm taking a walk,
And I think it's the end.
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