Tell me not that the sun shines brighter In the water. For it glistens in your pupil As if everyday your smile awakens Spring. Tell me not of storms and thunder. For your kindness is too Soft a breeze to stir hurricanes Inside the clouded corners of my mind. Tell me not of religions and war When you challenge Gods and powers To create greener grounds than the paths you walk on, Which are deemed the holiest of grounds. Tell me not of sadness and tears When the rain outside parts when your laughter Echoes away the gray and sullen skies, Allowing the sun to warm my face. Tell me not of thoughts When your spirit has long surpassed my mind And fastened itself within my heart. Making me surrender my body and my world For only your Soul. Judge me not when three words: I love you Are the only expressions I have to Tell you how much you embody The best energies life has to offer. Tell me: I do not deserve such beauty. For your magic has made a blind man See this part of life that only The night's dreams could of revealed To a man not in love enough with life To witness angels outside of heaven.