The Guardian

She guarded them.
Sweet yet willful sheep drawn to her pasture,
seeking the tender warmth of her care.
She nurtured them with the milk of her words and the fruits of her spirit.
Under her watchful gaze they thrived.

Yet there were those who defied her gifts,
Wandering to the wild shadowlands…
Lured by the mystery lurking in the fog of the unknown,
ensnared in the trap of the false whisper.

Fierce lioness of love,
valiant warrior of the wayward, she leaps to their aid.
Pursuing those she calls beloved,
casting the light of truth into the darkness,
dispersing the demons that prowl in search of weary wanderers.

For she was the guardian.
Defender of the immortal soul,
loyal lover of lost and lonely hearts,
healer of the wounded,
Devoted priestess of transcendent truth.

Poet, aspiring writer, passionate advocate for emotional intelligence, avid nerd and Lyme warrior.

Poet, aspiring writer, passionate advocate for emotional intelligence, avid nerd and Lyme warrior.