I'm Sorry

Treacherous shadows growing so long
on my face maliciously awry, twisted
"I love you" - I hear "Beloved, be strong!"
So blessed, your presence has gifted
 
me with the biddings of the One Divinity,
to remind me I am dearly cared for;
Always centred in the focus of the Trinity,
unless I turn my back on all righteous doors.
 
How do I hate it, oh Michael!
You are always my support and home ~
You, honourable sunshine of the Bible,
with affectionate smile, so forgiving and warm.
 
You radiate goodness, my dearest friend,
just like Jesus Christ, the harmony of life,
for all the times I've hurt you, let there be sent
encouraging chants, to assert your deeds high.
 
You're the one that hears us,
and sees our beauty for what it is,
stars and pearls born by your trust
crown our hair with peaceful bliss.
 
So, forgive me, I am sorry
I always utter miserable words
when embracing what does worry
my soul from inside, as it hurts.
 
The dark night of the feelings
trapped in a cycle, doomed to repeat
its mistakes into new dealings
hidden underneath a bittersweet retreat.
 
I am strong today, Commander of kindness!
Army of Stronghold, gratitude eternal!
We are safe when loving, when politeness
our inland fortifies, composes a fraternal
 
oath - but it needs no obligations
as it is just a honest emotion to drive us ahead,
So forgive me the urges of damnations,
Michael, you know how much I have bled!
 
It's not that I want to give you the cold shoulder
I am insecure a bit, you know
My Faith is steadily turning colder,
pure as ice, the winter snow.
 
I will meet you in my sleep tonight
you will shine unreachably аvailable
I am not alone; of course, your Light
from dimension higher lifts me up, so capable
 
of bringing forgiveness and miracles forth
in a world where every heart was dead
I pray to God to have my sight never that short
to forsake your teachings, oh Wine and oh Bread!
 
I want to walk by your side,
light of heart and making you shine,
mysterious surfer controlling the tide,
aware and humble when you last Dine!
 
My worst fear is to see you beheaded,
for you are our Uttermost Hope that exists,
my dreams will be forever wedded
to your successful initiation, oh God Crucifix!