A Question

When the ship of life is caught in a storm, and there's no sight of land for miles and miles, the treacherous waves high and mighty threatening to drown the ship, the mighty sun having disappeared behind the clouds, the sky appears like a black shroud,With a pall of gloom descending on the ship,The dark sea seems intent on sinking the ship,And when the sailor has lost all hope-Will you be the miracle bird which signals the arrival of shore.

When the weary traveler lost in the dunes of times, comes across skeletons of the past left behind,The quest for the mystical flower leads through mirages and illusions,An oasis seems like a distant dream, the dread of a blizzard starts to cloud his mind, the spirit starts to sink, and the frail body begins to go down,- Will you be the Angel who guides the weary traveler to the dreamy oasis

When the scorpions sting has turned my body blue, and venom is the only thing that seems to flow, with death eager to embrace me, will you deliver me the kiss of life,from your honey lips.

When all my dreams turn sour, and all my desires die an uncertain death, life seems worthless,will you be my fairy and show me how to dream again,So that we can dream our dreams together time and again.