Each of us have our secret struggles,
The ones that we hide from the world in hope that they will fade.
Our unsettled demons that torture us,
To the point where we feel lost and alone in a crowd.
But there is one who can truly shelter us from the storm.
His name is known by many,
However out of guilt it is proclaimed by few.
He is the one who feels our pain,
Who can see what is hidden behind the wall be put to the world
He is the wisper in the wind,
The shimmering lights in the sky,
He is the warmth of the sun,
And the sound of your voice.