He loved them all the same. But you were his most precious child. You were the one that was willing to walk into him and tell him he was wrong, even if it brought you pain. All the times that he abused your mental and push you away was to make you better. All the suffering he gave to you, was for you.
Is it not common for a father to push his son? Or a mother to make her daughter accel? Or for a bird to push their children off the nest for them to one day fly or fall? You were that small bird that was casted out of the nest for talking back, because you were ready; because out of the others that wanted to stay in the shadow, you stood in the light. You were his thundering clouds that opened up the sun.
Out of all the countless children, from both failed marriages and departed loves, you were the ever growing spark that ascended above his statutes. So allow the rain to pour from your eyes today, my wonderful husband. For tomorrow demands their king. And I demand my Lord of lords to come down from his chariot of clouds to lead them.
You, his precious son.
Is it not common for a father to push his son? Or a mother to make her daughter accel? Or for a bird to push their children off the nest for them to one day fly or fall? You were that small bird that was casted out of the nest for talking back, because you were ready; because out of the others that wanted to stay in the shadow, you stood in the light. You were his thundering clouds that opened up the sun.
Out of all the countless children, from both failed marriages and departed loves, you were the ever growing spark that ascended above his statutes. So allow the rain to pour from your eyes today, my wonderful husband. For tomorrow demands their king. And I demand my Lord of lords to come down from his chariot of clouds to lead them.
For your tears are as sweet as honey.
Yet your smile brightens the horizon.
Yet your smile brightens the horizon.