my Guardian

For you are my relic and my shrine
my garden of bliss;
My vision when I'm blind.
Like a celestial kiss,
Make me soar higher than the skies
Hold me through the thick and thin,
Bare me to your holy and divine
Don't let me fall in the abyss,
The endless dark of my mind
For the snakes beneath hiss
They nag and they whine
to release them from my lips
As the Devil is confined
And my will to him submits,
Where, then, will you run and hide?
When the world around you dims,
Will you help me see the light?
Or will you leave me in my grim?
As I fall from my graces and my heights.
I can fall at your whim,
For it is delicate, as like a butterfly
My heart does quietly reminisce,
The times you stood by my side
Released me from the demon's grip
For you are my vision when I'm blind,
My garden of bliss,
my relic and my shrine.