The Artisan

eye-galaxy

You are an artisan,
A master of your craft.
Every ounce of your iridescence
Is reflected in your work;
It is the window to your soul,
The key to your mind,
So brilliant in its nuance and complexity,
I damn near shudder against its genius.
You are a warrior,
And the most effective kind,
Because no matter how many souls you save,
How much inspiration you ignite,
How many voices you rally,
You always yearn to do more,
To be a beacon of encouragement
And effect the most positive change
For the good of the world.
You are genuine,
And though we are of alien factions,
You are the type of person I strive to be,
Though I could never match your ethereality;
But if I can possess a mote of your integrity
Or a shred of your influence
That permeates every spirit you encounter,
Then on the day of my death,
I can meet the end with a smile
And all the blessings the gods could bestow.

Spiteful Camaraderie

Shadow alley

 

You are resplendent in appearance,
Unattainable nobility the peasantry admires;
You are also the worst thing for me,
And it has nothing to do with you.

In your nature you are kind,
Accepting and sociable,
Compassionate, caring—
All that I desire.

The thing is, it does not sit well with me—
Your beauty, your personality.
Offers to help and assist do not pacify me;
In fact, they are quite perturbing.

Though I could never be cruel to you,
Mistake not my tolerance and amity.
I guess what I’m trying to say is
I wish to God I had never met you.

Untouchable

Girl flower

Do you believe in God, my dear?
I cannot know whether you do, only that I do;
For the notion that random chance created you—
A creature so tender,
So kind,
So beautiful—
Is inconceivable to me.
A glimpse at you is to know God exists,
And He has shared His blessing with the world through you.

I would tell you these things, love,
But you cannot hear the words spoken from this mortal tongue.
I would embrace you as mine,
But you cannot feel these hollow arms.
I would defend you from all evil,
But your radiance wards the dark far better than I ever could.
I would so wish to meet you,
To glance upon your ethereal resplendence with mine own eyes,
To reach out to you for the slightest caress,
To remind you that never are you worthless,
A short-coming,
Or a disappointment,
But I cannot, for you a world away,
And untouchable.