To my Guardian

[SaqqaraNox [NG]]

To my Guardian

Like that of a flower, always,
delicate is your ardor,
of blessed teaching
that transforms my fate.

A radiant enchantment pours
upon my mortal misty veil,
a flaming sword
that shatters every sealed gate.

Your gaze dissolves all doubt
and slowly my soul evolves;
boundless is your teaching,
a glow within the eternal firmament.

Never have I remained alone,
for vast is your goodness;
when lost, I found myself again,
by you this soul is saved.