Come To Me!

Another mistake have I made,

Yet again have I faltered!
A rudderless ship I sail,
With a stormier sea than before!
A scent do I breathe,
That fragrance do I so well know.
Through the splashing of the waves,
The thunder and lightning,
The drumroll of the rain,
I hear a voice I have long known,
Its melody does invigorate me.
"Come to me," he said says!
I look around and see him,
Flying high above the dark clouds.
His wings larger, his light brighter!
He guides me through the storm,
Battling endlessly with the hail and the wind,
He beckons to me.
"Have I not taught you my son,
My God is bigger than all storms?
Do you not remember you are my son, a fighter?
These storms ate me not, and neither will they you!
Fear not for I am with you!
You are my child, my fruit.
My God will protect you, wherever you go.
My light will guide you, my voice will lead you!
Be not dismayed, for I am with you until,
You too receive that coveted crown,
And join me here in His Paradise!"
He flies away through the clouds,
Making them separate.
The warmth of the sun rests,
On my drenched body.
My Lord, my Liege,
I thank you!
I see the shore,
My home, for now my Paradise!