i would be a stranger to myself

if it weren’t for you, my dear,

seeing me off at rush hour,

a blessing in my pocket,

your prayer to call me home:

i would be a stranger to

myself

 

if it weren’t for you,my dear,

cradling my head at night,

keeping my will steady,

my hand joyful to give:

i would be a stranger to

myself.

 

if it weren’t for you, my dear,

this microcosm ablaze,

our beating drum,

itching to make us

three and counting:

i would be a stranger to

myself

 

if it weren’t for you, my dear,

courage and bags in tow,

braving city and my doubt,

travelling steady by my side:

i would be a stranger to

myself

 

if it weren’t for you, my dear,

etching vision and belief,

trusting him whose lead

now brings us here,  he who

is every creature’s friend:

i would be a stranger to

myself.

 

half-forgot who I once was,

my dear, my lover, friend,

to see this world awake

with you and seek to mend.