Om

No one can tell you the beautiful, new life they see in you.
These 19 years, and it's only now that you feel new.
No one can tell you what magic is in your voice.
But listen quiet, this is how I love you.

I will not idealize; I know I can't depend on you.
My own voice is special too; I'll put an end to you.
I'd thought you'd destroyed me, till I knew I wasn't there.
It's a play. Like a child playing, I've turned it back to you.

It took you so long to find your voice and trust,
But now you are a light, when all others have grown dull;
For your trouble you have gained your inner child, in all you say and do;
Show me what enlightenment is, and I'll follow you.

Beautiful child, are you hidden by your face?
Star child, we are saviors of the human race.