My friend, present everywhere,
Supports me, I seek him now
As my talisman, my protector.
How am I to find him for me?
I could pray as many others do,
I could coax the way I alone can.
It seems he needs me as much
The twinkle in his eyes tells me;
It binds me to him ‘n' he to me.
The storm that rages within me
Will soon subside, I shall wait
For him, to reveal his true self.
Words that are written or said
Do not speak of their own will;
They initiate speech in our mind.
Words and speech is the friend
I speak of, manifestations of sound
That quietly roams within me.
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