Catch me when I’m falling

Help me when I’m calling

Hold me in your arms

Bring to me the calm

 

Your mystery sways before me

I stand in ancient glory.

Captured by your gaze

That leads me through the maze

 

The wordsmiths are at work again

Weaving spell like bullet rain

Soaking me with ignorance

Dowsing me with blackened pigments

 

Painting me out the scene

As though I’ve never been

Here upon the earth

Snuffing out my worth

 

You’re saving grace to catch my soul

Before I disappear down the hole

An inner peace I hope to find

Where we can dance our arms entwined 

 

Your warmth and touch makes me race

With all my thoughts in endless space

Emotions rarely known to me 

As your open arms they set me free.