The one above all

I ran down the stairs whith such

Jovial nature,

I then went hurtling skipping three stairs thinking that my skull will rupture.

I thought that was the end and the last time I will see the bewitching trees over yander or the swathes of light,

Sound being expunged and the darkness of closed eyes, I fell with fright.

I prayed as I fell and hit the ground with the thud of the head and the splash of a tear,

My mother flummoxed on what to do, only time I saw in her eyes the patent fear.

I could feel the ruddy blood in my mouth with the faint taste of salt,

I realized that I made my loved ones affraid and it was all my fault.

After one hour of searching there was no medicinal provision,

I then looked in the mirror and could not believe my vision.

I was fine and there was only some blood in the jaw,

No blood anywhere else only my tooth got chipped and I stood there in awe.

This made me understand his role,

He was the saviour of my soul.

He cannot be seen or can be heard,

He is busy but even in the brevity of time strikes with his saving wings which he raps around us like a bird.

To me he is someone who works from above,

Showering us with blessings of luck and love.

He is a force of nature and the one who yanks the sun to make way for the moon,

Even if you dont believe in him, he will find you and help you soon.