For there are places deep within my heart, my soul which only you can touch, only you can heal. For years now, you have been the most wonderful person in my life, loving me, caring for me. The gentle, compassionate and enduring person that you are overwhelms me. You see my ways and not for once do you lose your patience, not once do you leave me on life’s shore, helpless, abandoned and in solitude. I look to my left and there you are, to my right and there your presence is. Your charming aroma, your delectable, pure joy fills me, quenches me, relieves me and gives me rest. You are my Morning Star, sprinkling my life with your radiance every dawn and how dearly I covet you. You are my Fortress, shielding my life from the vagaries of life, the tempests therein. You are my Love…
You picked me up from this cruel existence’s shady bylanes when I was distraught, shaky and gave me a purpose. You made me a new person, a flower blooming afresh, blossoming with the breath you breathed into me, the word you spoke, the touch with which you touched. The life that you yourself are. For who am I that you should care for me, who am I that you being who you are should even look at me, even a passing glance, a stray glimpse.
Thank you, My Friend, My Comforter, My Solace. Thank you for who are. Thank you, My Father. Thank you, My God.