My child

Eyes so full of dreams, soulful and deep, I am so in love with them, these are my world to me,
A heart filled with prayers, love and hope, clinging onto the faith it has, up unto the eternity.
This little existence, a tiny soul amidst this life, it's my child within that I want to describe.

This child believes what it has to believe, it is beyond all doubts and the dilemmas that plague me,
It has a world of its own, the fantasy king that it is, behold the power of my faith, that's what it tells me.
I smile, push it a little more inside; I am scared of my own fate, that's why I want it to hide.

The child sulks, and it cries in the deep of the night, I feel such hard soul never to let it play its mind,
It has all the faith to run into my destiny, create a world that still is in my dreams,
But my fears just bury it deep, it fails to rise, tell its story the way it is.

My child is my soul, running wild and wild deep in my world,
The sheepish smile that it gives, just bowls me over with,
I feel such constraint, such strife trying to keep it safe deep inside.

It says to me, when the world is asleep- why you are so scared of me?
I am not, I retort; it's a deep maze beyond your limits,
Okay, it says, maybe I am a little naive,
Then why you still see your answers in me?

I am silent, there's nothing that I have to say,
Lord, protect this child of mine, that's what I pray.
Don't let it grow, for it might turn out to be what I despise,
Maybe it would be killed by all these questions of mine.

I love my child, my soul, my deep self, the one I have grown from,
Let it display its own story, let it unfold and blossom.
Say whatever you have to say, feel whatever you feel like,
I am in love with this god blessed soul; I am so into my beautiful child.