Sowmya Hiremat

You are the bridge 
On which I cross over
From the side of fear
To other side to freedom

You are the spine
On which I stand
From the endless crawl
To up straight on my legs

You are the rock
On which I climb over
From the deep abyss
To the top of the mountain

You are the faith
On which I rest my life
From being lost & stripped 
To believing I will make it

You are the truth
On which I build my 
From losing the foundation 
To being fully grounded

You are the hope 
On which I always rely
From burning to the ground  
To rising from the ashes

Oh my silent hero
As I ride on your soft back
In rhythm to your trusted trot 
Feeling the wild long stride 

My heart is filled full and 
Is made strong by the steady
Softness of your kind eyes.
And like this you teach me 

And I learn to live a life
In every moment spent
With you day in, day out
Worthy of your sacrifice.