Every one has an angel,
A guardian who watches over us.
We can’t know what form they will take,
One day and old man, the next day a little girl,
But don’t let appearances fool you,
They can be as fierce as any dragon.
Yet they are not here to fight our battles,
But to whisper from our hearts,
Reminding that it is us, it is every one of us
That holds the power over the world that we create.
And finally this question, the mystery, of whose story it will be,
Of who draws the curtain.
Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance?
Who drives us mad, lashes us with whips,
And crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible?
Who is it that does all these things?
Who honours those we love for the very life we live?
Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time
Thinks that we will never die?
Who teaches us what’s real, and how to laugh at life?
Who decides why we live, and what we will die to defend?
Who chains us, and who holds the key that can set us free?
It is YOU – you have all the weapons you need…