3 guardians guard my gates

Guide my life they sit and wait

Watch me as I shamble on

Aimlessly before I’m gone

 

Protecting me from the thoughts

That sometimes take me out of sorts

Leading me back to the path

Of happiness and carefree laugh

 

The triangle they form for me

Protects me from the falling tree

Shields me from the blinding light

That sometimes visits me at night

 

But in the distance on the dunes

Silhouetted by the moon

A fourth protector scouts for me

Helping me to keep me free

 

His face I have never seen

It’s always hidden by the dream

Looking outward hand shades eyes

As if he looks for different guise.

 

I do know if the others fail

To my rescue he will rail

A true, true friend he’ll always be

But perhaps that man is really me.

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