The Thief Of Souls. Poem by b g ryan

Heaven seer made of light
shine through my darkness night
guardian of my flesh and bones
protect me from the thief of souls.

The sound that vibrates
from my inner breath
soothes my soul
lays my fear to rest.

Until unseen, unheard
he passes by
and a chill wind blows
in the summer's sky.

Guardian of my flesh and bones
break the spell
take me home.

Heaven angels born of light
guide me through my darkest night
protect me from the thief of souls
break the spell
bring me home.