Think of me as a wolf,
Quiet, Protective, Mystical,
Rarely leaving my family,
Keeping close the ones who matter most
Being surrounded by others who I trust,
I never run astray
For I never feel lost.
Think of me as a knife,
Made to be used for one thing and used for others
Always sharp and useful,
Here to help with any problem you might have
But at the same time forcing the person
To be careful and trusting
Think of me as a stream,
Always moving along the banks of life,
Here to cool you down when things are burning,
Here to cleanse your hands of hurt
Here to wash away your questions
Here to reflect your images
Clear and natural…
Pure in it’s perfect state of mind.
Think of my as a story,
Page by page captivates your heart
Though a rollercoaster of happiness and tragedy
Emotions of such intensity as if you were there
Feeling every single breath
With each vivid word.
Think of my as shades of blue in a setting evening,
As the clouds fade of into the horizon
As the day dwindles down and the color fades into black
As the mood changes to something resembling a calm ocean
Waiting for the coolness to sweep through
Watching the blue fade to black.
